You praise your troops for fighting for ‘your land’,
while telling your friends “we need to get these migrants off our land”,

but you seem to forget how your land was made,
out of bloodshed and tears,
through the death of indigenous,
they took a place that wasn’t theirs,

and you fail to see your own contradictions,
because who fights for your land,
not just Americans,
but also the same migrants you’re begging off ‘your land’,
an army of the poor and struggling,
not the ‘real Americans’,
you claim to be,

you seem to forget,
no land can ever truly be yours,
when you take it out of someone else’s hands,
force down the faces that nourished it,
and destroy a home you had no right to grab.