America likes to remove faces,
Rhetorically of children.
Hate mongers find
It easier to hate children
When the children
Have no recognizable faces.
They love blurry images
That Republicans can refer to.
Especially children that have
Names that are hard to pronounce,
Like the gardener's or maid's or cook's.
Especially if it sounds like Mexico names.
No, blurry faces are scary, like monsters.
Faceless, not recognizable...not like humans,
But children, who may be escaping for
Their lives, but since they are faceless
We can't really notice if they die.
They're not like "real" children,
Not like born-here Americans, you know.
Those faceless kids whose names or homes
Congresspeople cannot pronounce.
Faceless children can go back and
Face poverty and possibly death, alone,
Because, afterall, they are faceless,
Just the way racists want them.
© Copyrighy 2014
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