The migrant is but a soldier who seeks fortune in another land. He fights not to conquer, but to be allowed in hostile territory. He goes there facing bullets, yet fires none in return. Instead, he fights for mercy, and the right to work, and the right to share home with family that came before him.
He is a freedom fighter, for he fights for his own freedom, and for the freedom on those who come with him. Mention things that are good -- work and family -- and these are the things he fights for.
He aims not to kill and shoots not to harm, in fact, he shoots no bullets at all. But, if bullets were bread and bread were bullets, they'd be everything he's about. He works for his bread, and his work brings bread to others.
You may fear this soldier of fortune. You may claim he does fire bullets that kill. You may point to the gangs and violence and drug running, and blame it all on him. But, I would ask that you examine his clothing. Look at his dress. Look at the uniform he wears. It is the uniform of a day laborer, and the dress of the poor. If you would know the uniform, know then, what type of soldier this is, for the garb of the soldier defines his purpose.
You may still resist my thought. And, I will confess all these soldiers of fortune do not come without some of them coming for harm. But, I will tell you those are the deserters, those are those who leave the ranks of this army of good.
The evil you find among the immigrants are not the soldiers who live up to their pledge. No. those are the deserters of a cause that is good.
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