I awoke this rainy morning, knowing where I belonged
I could never have imagined I had already been wronged
I stood there in place, eyes glued upon the set
As the news anchor explained, I’d just become the new target.
“Immigrant”- It’s become the new word;
One country, or two, it’s all so absurd!
It used to mean compassion. Hope; The right to a dream
It defines without country, today, it would seem.
I was fostered here, Sir, since the age of ten
When I was promised I would not, be abandoned again.
I came speaking Irish, your words sounded quite queer
Today, their harsh message is abundantly clear!
I’ve become a mother here, Sir, with two very loved sons
By breaking us up, what have you “really” won?
I ask you, Dear Sir, think clearly once more
A terrorist won’t politely come knock upon your door!
The decisions you’re making are dangerous, by way
Of making people, like me, targets today!
Mr. Trump, I implore you, once again, look at the Bigger Picture
Or worldwide relations with America will quickly become much stricter!
Ireland is currently battling the IRA and the UVA factions; as we have for decades. What HAS gone unnoticed in this turmoil is that they have unified for the first time in history; making them terrifically dangerous. Shall you ban ALL Irish Travellers as a result of this union? Who is next? We MUST use logic. EVERY country has a radicalized faction which is homegrown. Timothy McVeigh was NOT “created” in Syria, Mr. President!