Immigration
I
Lost my citizen
In this land of free
She wandered off...lost
Her children...crying
II
Searching for my soul
Nothing's not too late
III
I hear her soul's cries
Rehearsed now in children
IV
My heart is crying
For death they're trying
V
Stomach's now growling
For food they're missing
VI
Starvation
Of their hearts
And lost souls
VII
Flaming all that's lost
In God-forsaken world
VIII
New Eden coming
In Devil's disguise
Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026
Orlando, Florida
Richard you have writing a heartfelt and and challenging poem, condemning an atrocity that we are living through.
Its disturbing to me to think, there are children being locked in detention centers which are basically prisons. The scariest part is the protest is not large enough.
Prisons of the body, mind and soul! And you are so very correct, Kevin in stating that the protests aren't large enough! Everybody so scared of Trump!
Great poem and the presentation is magnificent. Every reader can see the plight of the plight of the mother and children.
Your very positive comments are so greatly appreciated, Rose Marie! I'm so very glad that I was able to show their plight in such a succinct write.
A brilliant depiction of the deplorable condition of refugees and those having problems on immigration. So deeply poignant and touching. My heart goes to those innocent children.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Moral collapse everywhere; as long as people serve themselves as human beings, no one will rescue them.
2) Thank you very much, Adeeb for reading and commenting!
The Pope is trying to come to the rescue; at least he has the the courage and fortitude to stand up to such a powerful bully!