It has been a while, but due to the latest event. I really needed to speak up. Writing is my way to speak up, to be true to myself and to others. Not as a Christian, not as a woman, not as an immigrant or a Latina, but rather I am writing as a simple human.
My dream of freedom
Hi, my name is immigrant, I heard you think I am here because I want to take from you.
Some people even call me a thief.
You are wrong! I do not want to take from you, I want to help you to produce more.
I won’t take from you, I will use what it is available.
I know that there is also bad people, but not all of us are criminals.
Specially the children. They are victims of the circumstance.
Perhaps if you did not have extra, I would not want some more.
You think I am here because I want to have more,
That’s true, I want to have more education,
I want to have more peace,
I want to have more bread for my children,
I want to have freedom,
I want to have a dream too.
Perhaps if you did not have them, I would not want some more.
You think I am here because I want freebies.
There is freebies everywhere!
The system allows me to have free stuff.
It is not easy to put my head down and ask for the freebies,
But I am thankful for them.
Perhaps if you did not have so much, I would not want more.
You think I am here because I want safety, and it is true, I do.
I want my kids to run free,
I want my kids to feel safe.
I want my kids to not have to feel unsafe to go to work.
Perhaps if you did not have freedom, I would not want some more.
You think that I am here because I don’t have work,
I used to have work before unsettlement at home, you know
It is not easy to be a runaway, specially when your only sin is to wish to be free,
Perhaps if you did not have freedom I would not want to be here
They tell me other immigrants came years ago
Seeking for the same dream and opportunities,
Perhaps it was as difficult for them as it is for me.
It won’t be for my children, if I pray hard enough
I will be able to stay, the same way your ancestors did.
In time my opportunity will come perhaps if I dream of freedom, I can get it too.
And if doesn’t come, please do not take away my child,
My dream of freedom is becoming a nightmare,
My child has been taken, his only sin was to obey me and follow me,
Please don’t harm him!
He just followed me,
Perhaps if you didn’t have so much, I would not have made him dreamed.