Oh, crossing between borders, a journey so profound,

Step by step, I make my way to where experiences are found.

Faster than the car side, I stride with purpose and grace,

Feeling the sun's warm rays, a gentle embrace.

 

From a distance, I see the oficiales' committed stance,

Migra officers, with their sharp-eyed glance.

In Juarez, once crossed, I am greeted with smiles so bright,

Oficiales engage in life news, their spirits light.

 

In Juarez, love, cuisine, and fun await,

Every week, my solecito and I celebrate.

Tacos, enchiladas, carne asada, a feast so grand,

En cines, Takis, and Doritos popcorn flavors that expand.

 

Yet, in El Paso, protocols and affirmations greet,

Questions and stares, sharp-eyes that seek.

Returning to safety, family, and opportunity,

Juarez, though charming, holds dangers with uncertainty.

 

El Paso, a calm city where peace prevails,

My family seeks the American Dream, where hard work entails.

Living with less debt, better conditions in sight,

Providing a better life, striving with all our might.

 

Oh, crossing between borders, a journey so profound,

In Juarez and El Paso, our lives are bound.

With love, food, and dreams so bright,

We walk this path day and night.