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Sep 15
I come from the other side
From the side that you've deemed corrupt
You act like we come here for a fun ride
You don't see that us coming here is us not giving up

I am no alien
I am not green
I am not a criminal
As you have depicted in this scene

I came here at five
My mother working hard
Lived in a trailer
My small fragile mind scarred

You do not see the ways families are getting split up
You do not see the ways we are fighting to stay up

You look at us with disgust
Call me a ******
Say that I am one to distrust

But I am but a girl
Forced from her home
Come for great opportunities
Filled with hope

Call my people criminals
Call my people liars
Say we are animals
Say we are to burn in a fire

We will fight
We will stay
Because deep inside us is a bright light
And you will not make us change our ways
I understand that what you see on the news depicts all Mexican immigrants as Narcos, Rapists, and Murderers. We are much more than the people you see on TV, we are mothers and daughters, fathers and sons, we are care givers, and we carry our pride. You cannot deny us this land of opportunities, you cannot deny us our humanity, we will continue to fight for our rights to be successful and educated.
Renata Medina Bernal
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Renata Medina Bernal  15/F/California
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