I imagine December brings about all sorts of
memories, feelings, sentiments known to man.
Watching the news this morning, something
I should NEVER do, photographs and comments
surrounding the infamous 'wall' appeared. 'Tis a
topic which encourages the old head in the sand
trick. There are truths that simply do not bear
thinking about and this is one of them. I don't
know where to go with this. I don't understand
how this has happened or what I personally can
do about it. I only know that tear stained faces
of the children and parents, the horrors of stories
shared and even worse imagined, keep me awake
at night. I offer no answers, only questions. I
remember how graciously I was accepted into the
Mexican culture, living there happily for 20 years.
I understand the concept of overpopulation. I get
that we took this land from the Native Americans,
fought for it, claimed it and proceeded to build
'walls' around it to protect it from various and sundry.
I know! I know!! I know!!! But still my heart
breaks for those families apart, children crying
themselves to sleep . . . praying that when they
awake the nightmare be over. All I want for
Christmas is NOT peace on earth . . . I want for
the sorrow at the border to somehow END! I
want it to be over, resolved, taken care of. I long
to die knowing that families are reunited and
hearts are healed. I pray . . . Santa Claus, God,
Gods and Goddesses, Higher Powers . . . please,
oh please reunite these families. This is sooooo
not the world I signed up to live in . . .
hearts beyond broken
tears dried up sahara waits
no room in heaven
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