I defied the Sonoran wilds,
A wooden border fence to cross.
I ll feed my wife and child
With the calloused hands my homeland lost.
The last desert wolf has died,
But I will struggle on
To the North.
A battered dog claws the dust
And cowers to the brush as I pass.
On to the American dream.
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