A Sad Legacy

When they are the victims
Tragedy is easier to be seen
There were eight of them
Mexican migrants
Sent to work a Florida farm field so green

On a bus they rode
Headed to the field
When a pickup truck crossed into their path
And the eight of them were killed

Mexico's president offered kind words for them
But, in America, did our leaders react?
Eight souls lost their lives on our soil
And it wasn't in a national guard attack

These workers are workers
These humans are human
To treat them like invaders
Displays a society in ruin

We are that society
Lost in villainizing the poor
And if we don't change our ways
A sad legacy is in store