The Border Issue’s Not About

The Border Issue’s Not About

The border issue’s not about

The influx of new refugees.

The countries they are getting out

Of have their proper boundaries,

But it is we who haven’t got

A notion that a nation must

Know who belongs and who does not—

Not taking in whatever’s thrust

Upon us for we don’t know who

They are or what they are about

And what, once in, they want to do—

For borders none can do without.

No nation’s made of immigrants

Refusing to assimilate

And that’s the current circumstance

To which we are forced to relate;

The English language, people would

Learn on arrival to this land,

No longer must be understood,

For no one has to understand,

Because a person’s origin

Became much more important than

The fact that once someone comes in

They want to be American.

America now is no more

Than many nationalities

Engaged in an intestine war

Of clashing personalities.

One comes from what set him apart;

What used to be a melting pot

Is now divided at its heart

So that one nation we are not—

Where everybody is at odds

With everybody else, alas,

We serve so many different gods

America’s no more for us.

“The enemy we’re looking for—

Is us,” as Pogo used to say—

So torn apart by civil war

We aren’t in the U.S.A..