The
broken dreams
They
escaped from their homeland
They
came where the opportunities were
They
gave their best they became citizens
In
the land of opportunities
They
worked with sweat and tears
Building
up a footing they called home
Living
on the land they came
Generations
down the road
Some
prospered in their ventures
Some
fell on the wayside of lost dreams
They
didn't go back home afraid of losing faces
New
flag emerged independence came
They
worked hard for it living in harmony
The
adopted land became their home
Where
they settled down raised families
Everything
was fine for decades
Until
the bigots and extremists hit the gong
These
minor groups forgot about history
They
thought they are the only ones living
Here
we are on the middle road
East
or West knocking the heads
This
is our home what else is new?
We
will fight back on the land we were born
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