Lepers in the Land of the Free

These are the doomed
Americans
You would call them foreigners
Say they don't belong
But, oh, my, sister, brother
Don't you know that this is wrong?

The came to our shores
Became Americans
Or just as good
We scorned them
Asked them for their papers
Our new president
Called them prison escapers

Mass deportations
He said
These people don't belong
He would rid our shores of them
To make us great again

Lepers in the land of the free
Unclean
Unwanted
Criminals, they are
We do not realize them
For everything they are

Mothers, brothers, sisters
Dads, as well
Workers
Lovers of America
We cannot see that
Through all of our hysteria