Immigrant

I spied a young illegal immigrant lying in the street

badly beat

with bloody feet

asylum dreams crushed into the concrete

with nothing to eat

his goal incomplete

his hopes in full defeat

with nowhere to retreat

he quietly died there in the heat


Author: Dave Stancliff

Retired newspaper editor/publisher, veteran, freelance writer, blogger. Married 44 years. Independent thinker with a sense of humor. Give my stories a try. You might like them!

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