Protesting So-Called Protection

Protesting So-Called Protection

A Poem by Megan Harris

WE gave you OUR desperate
our desolate
our needy cold lonely refugees
we gave you our original broken
dreams
We told you them into your ear
That could hear nothing
We laid them like offerings on
your sandaled feet
Yet you repay us by
letting people hurt us
in ways we can't describe
by watching us sink into the
poverty sea of depression
our children dying on the road sides
gun fire
not just here
oh no - now
NOW you let us leave into unmarked
unmapped parts of the world
where our sons, daughters
die - never even knowing what they lived for
can you warm our hearts
with your fire burning dead?
can you cry those tears we cry
you stone woman?
can you cry enough to raise the tide?
I know I've cried enough to raise
the level of the sea
to your waiting knees.

© 2008 Megan Harris


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Megan Harris
Megan Harris

Niles, OH



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