“Immegration” By Francisco Douglass

Without immigration you wouldn’t have me
and I’m a pretty cool dude
whether or not you agree—

yea I’m US born
but take a look at my family tree,
the make up of a Puerto Rican has a spectrum of values and saturation’s that run deep- rich.
found out I have Egyptian roots
makes sense, cuz I like Egyptian food.
nah, ain’t gonna start reppin’ Arabs,
Puerto Rican all day, with coquito in hand.

yes, I love diversity in my city
well, what it could be—
Charleston thinks that
black-n-white are colors
yet, there’s something missing—

Fractals of HD like iPhone backgrounds
Vivid images, faces, hues of divine fingerprints
Like God painted with His finger these immigrants
using clay, mahogany
cherry wood, brown sugar.
Terra-cotta red tints and red tones
red notes, red shades and tanned overlays

you know like the tannins of wine skinned keepers we hold the beauty of those kissed
by the sun
caramel baby and bronze—
coffee, black teas.

imMegration.

without it you wouldn’t have me