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Their journey begins. One so dire, They risk their lives. Travel by foot and bus Until they reach “La Bestia” Clinging for their lives Starving for nourishment Dreaming of promises. They’re “invisible illegals In life and in death” Their tormented trail to triumph Is a “graveyard for lost souls” Only to become a mark, On a map, Of death. As we spend billions On a wall Instead of on people. Keep them out Keep us in. A contiguous cage of contempt. As I read the book, "Tell Me How it Ends" and watched the documentary "Who is Dayani Cristal" I learned about:
"The Migrant's Prayer": The journey towards you Lord, is life. To set off, is to die a little. To arrive is never to arrive, until one is at rest with you. You, Lord, experienced migration. You brought it upon all men who know what it is to live; who seek safe passage to the gates of heaven. You drove Abraham from his land, father of all believers. You shall remember the paths leading to you, the prophets and the apostles. You yourself became a migrant from heaven to earth. https://vimeo.com/136622440. Documentary “Who is Dayani Cristal?”
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Poetry by: AsherahAlthough she was selectively edited out of the Bible two thousand years ago, she raises her voice for women today in hopes of a better tomorrow, as she makes waves of change, one poem at a time. Archives
May 2020
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