Immigrant

I am an immigrant
A Mexican in New York
A Pole in London
A Nepalese in Mumbai

I run, I chase
I strive, I thrive

I am an inspiration if I make wealth
I am an outcast otherwise

The locals hate me much
But their survival is all thanks to me

I am the wheel on which their cities run
Like a wheel I roll and run
Carrying the burdens of all

I am an immigrant
This city is not mine
These streets don't have my home

Do I belong here?
It is what my soul asks me everyday



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