This is my country

Get in line, the say.

This is your choice, they yell.

Go back to your country, they tell me.

Thing is,

I don’t know where the line is,

I have not been given a choice,

And this is my country.

They don’t realize,

There is no line.

There is no choice.

And this is my country.

And I’m here to stay.

I’ll stay until there is a line.

I’ll stay until there is a choice.

I’ll stay until they too, realize this has always been my country.