IIRAIRA

U.S.C.I.S
C.I.S
ICE cold
Thoughts left to thaw, dreams on hold
Families distraught, deja-vu for most
Time is of the essence, a detainees’ time is ghost
Sometimes I sit and float to the time when I was sentenced
At least back then I had known my release date
Whatever happens, NEVER give up for your seed’s sake!
Oooh! For pete’s sakes you don’t know the half of it
Truth be told, the labyrinth of networks of words abbreviated is like…
the roles of a CEO, CFO, OM, Md, DA, ACC, IJ, inter-related
I.I.R.A.I.R.A, hey! Remember that.
Illegal Immigration Reform and Immigrant Responsibility Act…
Whewww! How much more to bear?
Motivated by the nuances of positive probable outcomes
“Sign up to fight!”
“Just Sign Out”…
“To flee?”
“99 percent deportation rate”, she said.
“In the end at least you’ll be free.”
I screamed, “That’s Not FREEDOM, more like DEATH to me!”
I could hear the tears in her voice across the phone.
I’m about to explode, tilt my head back…
No…
Hold my head down
The river flows to the ground from my lashes
No streaks on my cheeks
Should I turn the other side dear God and receive the lashes,
and allow the U.S to separate me?
“Your citizen child and spouse belongs to US
you belong across the seas”…
A threat to society. How is that possible?
As defined by your U.S.C.A there is no violence in my crime
so, how is that logical?!
“Mandatory detention, you’ll have your time before the IJ.”
To answer to the charge I’ve already pled guilty of, and did my time?…
Some went home, unwind, got a job…
only to be hunted, cuffed up and brought here.
Now you’re sitting, thinking, “What the Fuck?!”
Six months, day of redemption.
My circumstance affords me the opportunity of a relief
As I sit before the IJ, feet shackled, hands cuffed before my belly
Attached to chains around my waist
“Damn, who did I kill?”
Birth to present day is uncovered…
Friends and family take to the stand…
Kleenex napkins are ripped from their packaging,
as the testimonies drown in the downpour.
The positives of my life, the highlight, I had faith.
But, Paul said it best in Ephesians 2 verse 8
Your work means nothing, you are Saved By Grace.
Ordered removed from the U-S of A…
Oh Lord! I have never denied that this had been one of my biggest mistakes
But, I pray,
Be with me as I wait……
For Your Grace through the E.O.I.R B.I.A