When the job market is tough and you can’t find employment; you blame it on the immigrants. <br />When love doesn’t love you and no-one wants to date you; 'it’s because of the immigrants'. <br />When you wonder why you are dumb, sick, and broke; you link the cause to immigrants. <br />All your miseries, misfortunes, misdeeds and mistimings; you attribute them to immigrants. <br />You never think objectively, you never take responsibility; you simply blame the immigrants. <br /> <br />Maybe you cause your own problems; maybe your misery is because of your own traits. <br />Maybe you were meant to struggle while they flourish; maybe unhappiness is your fate. <br />Maybe you’re always in the wrong place at the wrong time; maybe you’re always late. <br />OR... <br />Maybe love loves you after-all; maybe one day you’ll find your perfect mate. <br />Maybe it isn’t because of the immigrants; maybe they don’t deserve your hate.<br /><br />Craig Chirinda<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-immigrants/
