The Absence of the American Dream
Desde niños, our parents, mentioned the American Dream
The dream where freedom and equality are the flock of birds settling above the heavens
But name-call us “criminals” and “aliens” of our own land
The dream where every individual should not fear for their safety
But cage our children behind dark, cold bars
The dream that promises all wishes and desires from the thought of one’s mind
But shatters the wishes of all Dreamers to pursue higher education
The dream that unfolds uncertainty and drawbacks
But oppresses our families with wages under six dollars in deadly working conditions
The dream that is supposed to be what is
But isn’t
Too much, esta sacrificado para el sueño
Para cruzar la frontera
All that is left for our family is the disparity between our culture and loved ones
Para cruzar la frontera
All that is left for our family is the constant tension with paying bills
Para cruzar la frontera
All that is left for our family is being overshadowed by the higher class
Para cruzar la frontera
All that is left for our family is the persistent fear of la migra
Para cruzar la frontera
All that is left for our family is to leave our next generation in this new home to create the
impossible and attain something bigger than ourselves
We don’t want this prolonged nightmare to continue but to be eradicated and let the American
Dream be the dream of dreamers.
Queremos la oportunidad to be unafraid of our families being separated from the government.
Queremos la oportunidad to strive for long-term goals that seem endless
Queremos la oportunidad to have our DACA siblings accomplish things they never imagined
doing without the government intervening in their work.
Queremos la oportunidad to have our parents discontinue the longing pain of working hours in
the hot sunny fields
Queremos la oportunidad a vivir la vida sin miedo y sin sacrificios.
We want the American Dream to become what our parents once told us as kids
The dream that is so mighty, so true, that it is all