Immigration

A poem about the perils of immigration and what we should do about them

Walk around and it's all you hear
Shouts of immigration boom in my ear
Should we kick them out or let them in
Either way it will never be win-win
My opinion I should say
Violence is not the way
Barricades, gates, fences, walls
Can never hold up when freedom calls
Even though it should be come one come all
Even though it should be come big, come small
There has to be a limit some restrain
Or the world will soon be filled with sorrow and pain