ILL FATED SCHEME
When they hear of the north, they think of success
The north to them is a land full of bless
With the promise that their family won't go another day without eating
With the promise that their kids will be out there succeeding
To reach that promise they know what sacrifices are needed to take
And full of ache they sacrifice never seeing their parents awake
They sacrifice never visiting the lake with their siblings again
They sacrifice never seeing their lindo pueblo again
With his heart full of pain
He follow the dangerous terrain
The one that takes his pride in vain
Because in this new land
He is scammed
As he is banned from his basic human rights
And after many years he still spends his nights in fear
In fear that he might disappear from his new life
And leave his kids behind in tears
With these thoughts fed to his ears
He tries his best to ignore the sneers from others
And with his calloused hands on the door
He goes out to work under the sun and more
As his American dream
Turns into an ill fated scheme
As our time under quarantine progressed, I began feeling a little lost. I was unclear as to what to do with this new altered lifestyle. With all this time alone, thoughts began to cloud my mind. I was unsure as to how to express them since I had always believed I lacked a creative and artistic side. One day a friend recommended poem writing to me. I sat down on my desk and at that moment, I simply began pouring my feelings out. I discovered that I have always had an artistic side, I just was not in touch with it. Figuring this out made me feel delighted because my whole life I had just assumed I'd never be a very creative person. Poem writing during quarantine has helped me express my ideas, especially when I am writing about something I am passionate about.