I wanted to partake
     in the fruits of its luxury and fame
     I wanted to share
     in the abundance of its wealth and name
     where the bells of freedom
     and the lady of liberty
     cradles the tired and the poor
     where the bills of right
     as a matter of life
     and beggars and rich alike took pride
     in this beacon of hope
     where millions flock to its crowded shores.
 
     I wanted to partake
     in the dream
     that fills the basket that once was empty
     that feeds the mouth that once was hungry
     that clothes the back that once was naked
     I wanted to partake
     in the dream
     and the blessings of time and place
     that makes this garden of varieties
     to be fruitful and plenty. 
 
     But I am 
     like a mouse entrapped in a cage
     with an enticing bait that dangles
     risk limb and leg to get to its taste
     and once inside that cage
     the iron gates slammed
     and without a desire to opt out 
     the juicy oil drips from the bait
     the mouse goes round and round in a circle
     for it may never be able to get inside again. 
 
     In the comforts of a bed I slept lonely
     in the midst of a crowd I felt fearful
     in the satisfaction of the material I felt  empty
     and in the eyes of the law I am a law  breaker
     imprisoned in the fortress of my longings
     I am an alien. 
 
 
    Rene 

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