Illegal aliens, Holy and blameless Invade from planet dysfunction Land at our border From their galaxy of failed Latin states: Narco-thugocracies Feudal kleptocracies Where the girls get knocked up at 15 And illiterate drunks get macheted on saturday night Then go to Mass in the morning as litter blows through graveyards.
Stand on graves and cast out the helpless. They arrive in waves to the illusion of hope. A 'caravan' of people, All begging for freedom, But fear not, They shall be murdered for they are evil.
How can they expect asylum, safety & security, from a land built on death? Where those in power face no scrutiny. Where an orange haired buffoon can thrive & prosper, But mothers & fathers cannot afford a doctor.
Yet still these people come here seeking a better life and how dare they do? With hands calloused from hard work, hearts filled with grief, spirits filled with belief; Don’t they know?
This is a land built out of the flesh of martyrs, On a charter that helps oppress its own population, A country that thrives off devastation.
Human shields Mothers go first Honduran fields The plan rehearsed Fake refugees Who storm the gates More borders, please Trump hesitates . . .
WE ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE TO PROVIDE SOCIAL SERVICES FOR THE ENTIRE LATIN WORLD AND MEXICO STAY IN YOUR OWN COUNTRIES AND IMPROVE THEM READ A BOOK GET EDUCATED STOP DANCING SO MUCH AND HAVING BABIES AT AGE FIFTEEN DONT EXPECT GRINGOS TO TAKE CARE OF YOU TIME TO PUSH FOR REFORMATION AND REVIVAL IN YOUR OWN DYSFUNCTIONAL COUNTRIES A CELL IS DEFINED BY ITS BOUNDARIES AND GOD ALMIGHTY ORDAINED THE NATION STATE SO DOWN WITH YOUR MOB MENTALITY