This is My House
This is my house, and you are a guest in it.
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this powerful poem from John Irvine about immigrant children And here's one from the immigrant's point of view by Shirley Geok-lin Lim called Riding Into California ABOUT THE POEM You can call immigrants 'guests', because when you've had enough of a 'guest' you can blame the 'guest' if they don't leave. As a population ages or declines, immigrants with skills become increasingly valuable, but it's the skills that are valued. Some countries are aware that they have a moral obligation to other peoples but they help in the most mean-spirited and small minded ways possible. Some countries treat immigrants wonderfully IF they're in the right racial group e.g. if they're renowned for starting their own businesses or there's an alliance between nations. Maybe one day everyone will be valued for themselves. Here in the UK we're shits when it comes to refugees and asylum seekers, though ordinary people are better than our so-called 'leaders'. |
