Damaged Children

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Children cry–frightened, confused.
Foreign word voices assault their ears.
They tremble with thoughts of more abuse,
eyes large and hollow rain with tears.

Journey exhausting, yet they cannot wait
to step on the soil of America.
Eager parents promised that they would assimilate,
learn English in school, begin a new era.

Escaping from horrors and poverty,
children cling to those they trust, Mom and Dad,
from whose arms they’re wrenched with impropriety,
traumatized, caged as if in a lab.

There is no pardon for this horrendous act,
though you may pardon yourself and alter the facts.

(I cannot stop thinking about these children, and the after-effects
 of what they are going through.)

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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17 Responses to Damaged Children

  1. willow88switches says:

    it seems “wrong” to hit the Like button, but yes, the after effects, the shocks that will last, for some, far into their tender, young lives; thankfully, many won’t remember it – but still – to be travelers, after so many hard journeys, and to land on shores, where the welcome is anything but peaceful –

    you’ve captured it well – and certainly, the outrage, of course, but also, the empathic side – wondering, just how far reaching will these implications be ….

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  2. Sara, it is unfathomable, to flee the terrors of their homeland, and arrive to new terrors. This is not the America we know. I pray it will return to itself soon, and those heartless crocodiles will be replaced with human beings.

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  3. Jim says:

    Exactly like is, those poor kids and mothers and fathers, a fate seeming as bad as the holocaust must have seemed to those victims.

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  4. Jim says:

    There those responsible were punished and paid dearly amounts and property as restitution. I doubt any of these stupid, hateful perpetrators will ever be taken down. Let us pray their consciences will never let them have peace.
    Until, … ???
    ..

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  5. thotpurge says:

    We watch the news, far away, and feel the horror. Children everywhere need to be saved- in war zones, in troubled nations…saved from the need to flee from their homes.

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  6. kanzensakura says:

    Heartbreaking. May we never forget the children.

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  7. Those “large and hollow” gazes are so haunting. One would thinking that they would dig into every heart. But… that isn’t always the case. Or, perhaps, some have nothing where the heart should be.

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  8. annell4 says:

    Why must the children bare the painful burden of sorrow? I also keep thinking of the children, so much happens it would be easy to forget.

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