Small child,
in your world-weary stare,
a thousand ancient lives have passed,
no dawn breaking
on the horizon.
You walked so far,
thirsty, hungry,
footsore.
Your Papa told you
when you reached us,
life would get better.
There would be food, a bed,
and more.
Though you walked
with all your heart
and all your hope,
trusting your Papa
would keep you safe,
your small body
could take no more.
You found your relief
in heaven,
not on our shore
and, because of that,
your father's tears
will never cease.
Fly, little bird,
fly free.
Find a more peaceful sky
in which
to be.
No child of seven should have lived the pain reflected in Jakelin's weary, hopeless eyes. And now there is also Felipe Alonzo-Gomez, age eight, who also died in the custody of custom officials. (How do they sleep at night?)
I don't know how much more of this heartless regime I can take. When will people take to the streets and demand that it ends? I am hoping the Women's March on January 17 will have impact. Spokeswomen for the march say they are marching for this little girl, and for Felipe. They are marching for a saner world for children to grow up in.
There is so much that needs saving. Pick what matters most to you and write to your elected officials. It does have impact. March if you are able to.
Another help for Mother Earth: plant food and trees.
Beautiful poem. Such a tragedy.
ReplyDeleteMay her soul find peace in paradise and justice on Earth.
ReplyDeleteI am with you, I can't make sense of this sort of loss. I can't comprehend the attitude of those who can make a change.
That poor child. May she find a warmer welcome in the next life than she did here.
ReplyDeleteAnd may our justified anger at xenophobic cruelty drive us all towards meaningful action.
I cannot understand the callousness that makes these things possible.
ReplyDeleteYour words are heartbreaking. What has happened is heartbreaking. We are a heartbroken society. When we are a society of immigrants, we all came, but now we want to close the door? What cruelty!
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