some braved the open sea
we came to join the huddled masses
yearning to breathe free.
We plant the fields, we pick the fruit
of course our backs are wet,
we work all day in the scorching sun
our bodies soaked in sweat.
We build the highways, mop the floors
we give and we receive,
it’s hard to understand why people
want us all to leave.
The laws of physics cite a case
whose principle’s the same:
it’s wrong to curse the metal
when the magnet is to blame.