Monday, August 27, 2018

WEEP WITH THE ROHINGYA



Your pain is my pain
a sisterhood longing for
a world of justice


Such desperate hunger
one small bag is not enough
to keep hope alive



When I carry my bag
of groceries home today
I will remember you


Basic human need
shelter for our family
forever denied


Death by sea is risked
when death on land is certain
Where is our safe place?


The Rohingya people are a Muslim minority group living in the Buddhist country Myanmar (formerly Burma). They are denied citizenship, live in camps, and are not allowed to leave. The Human Rights Watch reports ethnic cleansing is happening there, and the UN delegation has labelled it genocide. Refugees who do manage to escape by land or sea, report they are fleeing persecution, rape, torture, arson and murder by Myanmar security forces.

I find this sad, and confusing, as the Buddhist belief system teaches the valuing of all life. It seems Us and Them occurs everywhere, human-imposed suffering on other humans, who only want to live free of oppression. I am disappointed that Aung San Suu Kyi does not take a stand on this situation. She does not have control over the military, but so far has not condemned what is happening.

The people are suffering terribly, while we live comfortably on. It rarely hits mainstream news.

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2 comments:

  1. Very moving, Sherry. I feel that we have become to much like an Ostrich with our capitalistic way of life, however, that said, if we can at least bring, however small, some attention to those throughout our world who live in plight, through our writing, then at least it has made it worthwhile, as sadly, with out poets the message will stay even more in the dark.

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  2. So true, Julian. Those who are comfortable find it easier to turn away.

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