Read this on Ooze just now – challenges me in a time of affluence that no doubt a number of us will experience at Christmas as well as providing the hope of a dream:

T’was the weeks before Christmas
And all through this nation
Not a fingers been lifted,
To address the injustice of illegal immigration.

The obsession at the moment, is on the fear of terror,
Lost in the madness is our duty to make life a bit fairer.
While millions of immigrant families live working scared,
Hoping they’ll awaken some day in a nation that cared.

The children of illegal immigrants are all snuggled in their beds,
While visions of deportation dance in their heads.
No stockings are hung by any chimney anywhere,
They can’t afford socks, as employment opportunities are gray-market and rare.

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