A Honduran man left his kids and wife <br />To give them all a better life <br />Of no more hunger, no more thirst <br />No more waiting on misery to spread worse <br />On an 18 wheeler, he sneaks a ride <br />For days on in he hopes and hides <br />Riding through America, land of the free <br />Turned out nothing like it seemed to be <br />For when he ran off after the truck stopped today <br />He found himself as a hopeless stray <br />He can’t get a job since he has an illegal name <br />And he won’t accept food since he’s so ashamed <br />The government, they won’t take him back <br />They say it’s too much money for them to stack <br />So, what of this man do you blame him at all? <br />The courage he held as he tried to stand tall <br />What would you have done to stop your families cries? <br />How far would you have went to stop hunger in your children’s eyes? <br />Would you go to the next country or two <br />To try and find something there for you <br />We have to look at him with our eyes and tears <br />And tell him we can’t help him here <br />Around the corner, he disappears <br />Why can’t we help him here? <br />A Honduran man left his kids and wife <br />To give them all a better life…<br /><br />Whitney Albright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/illegal-immigration/
