Railroad tracks stretch toward distant horizon.
People trudge slowly in search of refuge
Fleeing enslavement, violent warfare and hunger
The aged and children bewildered by journey.
All joined as one body keep moving forward.
Some go by sea herded in wave-washed boats sinking.
People shiver from fear and drenching cold water
Wrenching cries pierce the air around them.
On the beach drowned little boy attests mutely
To what no human should have to endure.
My grandmothers heart is near to breaking.
Poems, prayers and armies are not enough
To heal the lost people who seek sanctuary
To bind up the wounds the world’s children inherit.
God save the children.
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