Refugees

for all forced to leave home

What is left if nothing`s left ?

The tap loses teeth-blood

Each empty cup smiles with malice.

We have fallen over the fence,

Our pictures torn, a history in bags,

We walk like a cluster of wraiths,

As dull legs trudge over stones.

The old will wither with frost

When the night comes sooner.

And if the children cry in the night

There is nothing more to say;

Than that the stars are hungry too.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh this just oozes with sadness for the plight of those who get displaced...the imagery is startlingly
bold and in your face...in a really good way.

"the stars are hungry too" we are not alone,...they are not alone.

jacob

[Leslie Philibert]

Thanks for the review, and best wishes from a sunny Bavaria..!

[MsJewel]

Oh my...your words have touched my heart..and the last verse...I'm speechless...
amazing poetry!

:) Julie

[Leslie Philibert]

Many thanks for the kind words !

[Marie Anzalone]

Is there a population on earth more lost, susceptible, and vulnerable; than our refugee population? Who do they have to turn to when they are wronged? How do the children receive schooling? Who cares for the elders? Where these people come from is bad enough... just yesterday, I listened to, and held, somebody who transported a stroke victim back to her home after the hospital kicked her out for being poor. She lives alone; her son is dying in another hospital after a terible accident 6 weeks ago. The womn is paralyzed on one full side, and lives alone in very inadequate conditions. My friend's BEST hope is that she dies quickly. And when these populations go on the move, faces become numbers and casualties become statistics. They may not have much where they come from, but fleeing makes them even more vulnerable... and for the most part, we turn a blind eye. They are an invisible, uncounted, unfulfilled population. And I thank you for having the compassion to look them in the eye, and treat them as human.

[Leslie Philibert]

Hallo Marie, thanks for the kind words,and I share your views. At work I sometimes have to help
read moreHallo Marie, thanks for the kind words,and I share your views. At work I sometimes have to help
young refugees from Syria, Afghanistan and East Africa. The stories they tell are awful, and sometimes I feel guilty for having the luck to be a European. Something must change...