I pity the poor immigrant
Who wishes he would've stayed home
Who uses all his power to do evil
But in the end is always left so alone
That man whom with his fingers cheats
And who lies with ev'ry breath
Who passionately hates his life
And likewise fears his death.
I pity the poor immigrant
whose
visions
through
tears
satisfied
turns
power
passionately
wealth
mouth
falls
death
wishes
cheats
stayed
blood
fingers
spent
itself
builds
breath
alone
shatter
fears
laughing
fills
final
tramples
hears
gladness
glass
strength
comes
always
heaven
hates
likewise
immigrant
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