The world is my home
And I can't be stranger
In my own house,
So, please, stop inquiring
Of my whereabouts!
Or asking me to show you
My visa or green card
For I am not a foreigner
In the land of the free
When I am absolutely
A citizen of the world!
I am right now
Inhaling the same air
Like everybody else
Under the same umbrella
And enjoying the love
Embedded on all of us
By the Almighty above!
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New York City
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asking me to show you My visa or green card For I am not a foreigner. very nice depiction. yes we are the citizens of the world..... our freedom is our right. tony