Movement 515 is an art-filled community where students around the Metro meet twice a week to create poetry, music, graffiti, or dance. These students work to speak their truth and create the change needed in their communities. This group changes students’ lives by providing platforms where they are able to express themselves in any way. The Hoover Movement 515 team meets on Tuesdays in Ms.Hollins’ room (Room 1115) from 3:40 p.m. to 5:15 p.m. and on Wednesdays from 4:30 p.m. to 6 p.m. at Central Campus.
The poem below is written by sophomore Caliyah Saxton and was inspired by the treatment of immigrants and the role that America plays in the difficulties that they face. She is aiming to educate and allow us to acknowledge how much immigrants go through at the hands of America.
“The audience I am trying to reach is those who don’t know, or don’t include themselves in the narrative of immigration. Because everyone plays a part in it, our mindsets/attitude towards immigrants, the cheap food and labor we enjoy, our votes on candidates, etc,” Saxton said.
Borders used to keep people out, or shut them in
There’s no going back when your life is what’s being attacked
Your well-being what you’re shielding, sanctuary you’re seeking
Used, abused, raped, your foreign tongue doesn’t know the language
First thing you learned is that you can’t say no
Your culture doesn’t fit so you strip and chip away at it
Now there’s nothing left but the bare bones and unmarked graves
The word illegal shaves away the bravery of your journey
Yearning for papers to prove your move was ok, that you’ll be ok
Hoping and praying that your children will be safe even if you’re taken away
You’ve paid the toll to the man to get you over the wall, wall they want to make tall, tall fields you rake.
They snake around you, try to shake you up.
They break you up and load the trucks
Back home you go where everything is marked USA, guns, ammo, and granite made graves
Cargo filled to the brim with boxes to keep Americans in their white line haze
Your country has now become a store
More and more orders
The more orders, the more they talk about borders
“Build the wall!”
Enclose ourselves and see the mess we’ve made
Detox spread like chicken pox, but they won’t stop
Please stop and look at the destruction settled in your footsteps
A seed that has sprouted so deep, to cut it would bring us to our knees
To work in our own fields
To fill all the jobs that only pay minimum-wage
To claw at the walls we built around ourselves
To climb the wall we built around our country