Immigrants in Our Own Land

The poem I have chosen to write about is “Immigrants in Our Own Land”. This Poem really caught my attention because this is kind of what my parents back ground is. They are hispanic, my parents came from a small town called Tlalmanalco it is an hour south of Mexico City. Jimmy Santiago Baca really gets into detail from them leaving their old world and coming to the new world. The transaction from leaving thier and going to the new world wasn’t what they expected. They expected a change, the change was for them to get better jobs and not have to deal with people coming to their doors and destroying them down. They left there to raise their children in a better different place. When they arrived they found out it was worst then the old world. The new world was just a let down. Some children would become gangsters other would just have nothing in life while others got killed. People would look at them like they didn’t belong there, giving them dirt stares. My family didn’t go through so much of this but what they did go through was coming here and working for lots of hours a day a getting paid nothing! Dishwasher was may dads first job, when he got here he thought he was going to progress and make money but only to find out that it was worse. Another huge thing that Jimmy said was that discrimination was till going on. Blacks with blacks, whites with whites and chicanos and indians by themselves. This poem really caught my attention because I know people who through this things and its hard to even think of it.