Impromptu After Frost

America,

Land of opportunity:

Imagine the poor, the hungry, the hunted

Young and old

Trudging forever on foot,

No longer having a home

Or even a place to go to.

We used to be that place

Where, when you got here,

We had to take you in.

But we now espouse

A road less taken,

Choosing to love a wall

Instead.

Which, for them ,

(and us)

Will forever

Make all the difference.