05-19-2013, 11:57 PM
Hi.
Nice to read your poem.
The first two lines refer to the exodus of a Mexican immigrant entering into United States illegally. I think the imagery of the "painted paper pinata" is good because it has a good word game and music.
In third line i see you compare American dream with a menial labor job which i think again is a critical irony.
Fourth line however throws me off.
Fifth and sixth line depicts your critical observation and also reveals a basic psychological state of an immigrant. His need for safety outweighs any other predicament in his life. You have called him a modern day slave and i must agree with you.
The last three lines adds a dramatic element to your poem. Ultimately the immigrants hard work pays off. You also seem to hint towards the decline in young America. The old values have died and they are left with nothing but ignorance. They seem immigrants in their own country, country their forefathers built.
We can see that you are questioning the idea of success.
Ultimately your poem spoke to me. It made me question between legal vs illegal, hard work vs entitlement, culture vs culture, men vs boys and life vs life.
Nice to read your poem.
The first two lines refer to the exodus of a Mexican immigrant entering into United States illegally. I think the imagery of the "painted paper pinata" is good because it has a good word game and music.
In third line i see you compare American dream with a menial labor job which i think again is a critical irony.
Fourth line however throws me off.
Fifth and sixth line depicts your critical observation and also reveals a basic psychological state of an immigrant. His need for safety outweighs any other predicament in his life. You have called him a modern day slave and i must agree with you.
The last three lines adds a dramatic element to your poem. Ultimately the immigrants hard work pays off. You also seem to hint towards the decline in young America. The old values have died and they are left with nothing but ignorance. They seem immigrants in their own country, country their forefathers built.
We can see that you are questioning the idea of success.
Ultimately your poem spoke to me. It made me question between legal vs illegal, hard work vs entitlement, culture vs culture, men vs boys and life vs life.