Suffer Our Children in Days of Pain, by Roberta Monokroussos

there is enough sorrow and pain to go around
you’d wonder why we want to dole it out to our
babies, infants, toddlers and children whose
only “crime” is seeking asylum

How do any of us sleep with the sound
of their crying in our ears
Watch the Rio Grande fill up with tears
Flight from credible fears
will not cease or decrease

We still serve as a beacon on a hill
Current heinous acts will not cause
a big enough chill
to lock our border pretending we seek order
assigning numbers forgetting names

Lady Liberty stands in our great port
trying ever so hard to sort
out the meaningless acts
and discordant facts
of the nation of immigrants

One thought on “Suffer Our Children in Days of Pain, by Roberta Monokroussos

  1. This poem gives me the shivers, and not in a good way. Thanks, Roberta, for putting into writing the terror we release on babies and little children torn away from their mothers in our inhuman detention centers for illegal immigrants.

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