Another Day in America
I’m too upset to write
fluidly,
those images of children
get to me,
fill me with heavy wordless sorrow,
Curled up tight
she couldn’t speak,
she couldn’t know,
Two months on the road
fleeing death,
in the arms of those
who would lose her,
for saving her.
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Beautiful convocation.
The last two lines tell it sollunfortunately. Thanks for a sobering poem.
My tablet’s auto correct inserted “soll” in my comment. Sorry.
Sad, and oh so true. Well done, Imi.
That first stanza. Captures so much. Such a wonderful poem. Thank you for writing this.
‘lose her for saving her’. When, oh when, did our country lose its soul so that officially we would kill our best instincts, saving children.
What powerful lines: “lose her / for saving her.”