Immigration
I
Lost my citizen
In this land of free
She wandered off...lost
Her children...crying
II
Searching for my soul
Nothing's not too late
III
I hear her soul's cries
Rehearsed now in children
IV
My heart is crying
For death they're trying
V
Stomach's now growling
For food they're missing
VI
Starvation
Of their hearts
And lost souls
VII
Flaming all that's lost
In God-forsaken world
VIII
New Eden coming
In Devil's disguise
Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026
Orlando, Florida
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