If you ask me if I’m fluent,
I’d say I’m fluent in a rhetoric that wasn’t
on my mother’s tongue.
This city is filled with immigrant hearts
those in search of kinder faces.
A woman once asked me where the post office was
and in the midst of her broken English, I realized
how smart she must be in Spanish.
I’m sorry that you’ve come from the ends of this earth
in search of softer soil
stayed up late, Rosetta Stone
that now, you can read
an online forum people who don’t want you.
This nation is not a hotel
we’re a home
and you’re welcome here, always.
They can’t teach you resilience in a classroom
a mother leaves her entire life behind
to hope for a better future of her child
(who hasn’t even been born yet)
truly a sacrifice, immeasurable.
If we spend our days closing our borders to our brothers and sisters
if we are all molded of dirt from the same earth
when it rains and we all turn to mud,
will we know, even then, where we each end and begin?
Very poignant. Very timely. Very nicely penned.
Thanks
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This is incredibly beautiful. I tore up slightly reading this.
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What a heart-felt and welcoming way to treat newcomers to our country, and so in contrast to the cruel and demeaning ways they are treated once they get here. The ancient Earth laughs in the face of any person or government who truly believes they own any part of it.
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Thank you, absolutely! There are so many people who are outright opposed to immigration–even enough that they forget where they came from. We’re all from the earth, we drew these lines. Everyone should be welcome–everywhere. Thank you for commenting.
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Given the inspiation in you post I had to comment, Elle.
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Powerful! And truth is not always pretty. 🌻
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Elegant
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Beautiful!
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Beautiful.
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Fabulous. I’m sending this to all my friends. Bravo!
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Thank you for your support!!
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People today have very weak egos and they’ve become accustomed to seeking out others for self validation because of said lack of true self identity.
Here’s this thing, I fought hard to care enough to do it.
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Beautiful.
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very good poem regarding immigrants life. All humans are equal to live anywhere .This is essence of poet’s message.
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Touching
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I how you present your argument of being fluent/dis-fluent in an additional language. A good write!!
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Beautiful . My wife is an immigrant ( met her in Toronto ) These talking heads don’t understand the sacrifices made, the costs involved or the pride they hold so deep to be a part of our countries. God didn’t invent borders ….. greedy man did.😔
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Beautiful piece, well said!
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your poetry always rings true to me and this piece in particular is no exception
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Thank you for this
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Gosh, this is beautiful. And it really hit home for me thinking about my mom. Thank you for this.❤️
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Wonderful poem! Very deep!
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Beautiful! I love the mud analogy, earthy, equal.
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This shows humanity, beautiful!
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Nice, even heartbreaking.
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Nice, I couldn’t agree more. When did we become so blind?
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Wonderful poem with a heartfelt message. I often think about those people whose native language isn’t English, the kinds of thoughts that they can’t articulate …
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I know the frustration! I’m fluent in English and moderate in French–but I can understand every French conversation. It really frustrates me when I have something to say but don’t know how to say it–I can’t imagine the hurt one must feel to work SO hard to understand this language only to find out that learning the language means you understand the hate you receive. Makes me so angry to think of it. Thank you for commenting.
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Yeah, it’s a kind of thing I’m not super likely to experience but it’s something that’ll make me more patient when keeping that in mind in the future.
Thank you for sharing your experience.
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Love it! I’m from the US but been living in Chile for the last few months and can really relate to struggling/overcoming language barriers
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I’m glad you feel for this piece! Language is such a complex concept, that to think just because someone doesn’t speak /your/ language, means that you’re smarter. It just means that person knows two languages. Thanks for commenting.
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Loved it! Greetings from Honduras. 🙂
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Hello! Happy to see you here. 🙂 Hope the weather is great out there!
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I love this so much! I love is especially because I can relate to it personally, to an extent. Thank you for sharing!
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Very nice! Such an inspiration.
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Quote: “if we are all molded of dirt from the same earth when it rains and we all turn to mud, will we know, even then, where we each end and begin?”
Indeed, good question and food for thought, that.
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Beautiful!
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Amen. So beautifully put. ❤️
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Compassion and love will light the way that kindness may live in the hearts of everyone 💖
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Beautiful elle ,really loved it
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