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 Sep 2015 Tryst
RH 78
Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
Washed up.
Lifeless.
All for a new life too far to reach?

Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
Terrorists
Heartless.
What happened to the human rights we all preach?

Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
Traffickers.
Gangs.
Displacing people no home and no speech.

Why is there a little boy lying on the beach?
A son.
No future.
We hang our heads and weep!
Broken hearted and deeply affected by pictures I saw in the news depicting the lifeless body of a little boy no older than three who was photographed washed up on the shore line of Turkey. The result of further illegal human smuggling, people trafficking promising to get families to Europe on a false promise. All too often, people are put into small boats unable to sustain the weight of all the people put upon it and not fit for purpose. This is yet another shocking event in the wake of atrocities taking place in North Africa where the displacement of millions of innocent people continues. Governments are too busy counting the pennies and quarrelling amongst themselves in addition to wasting precious time as gangs and smugglers take advantage of the situation by sending people to their death profiting from the desperation of families searching for a place to call home. When will this end? RIP to the little boy, his brother and mother who all perished.
 Sep 2015 Tryst
Gun Boy
Soulmate
 Sep 2015 Tryst
Gun Boy
I met my soulmate. She didn't.
 Sep 2015 Tryst
TigerEyes
A moment of silence for the castaway
for the sibling, and daughter they threw away
because there's always one black sheep
the one a family will not keep
pushed aside when they speak their truth
and, it all began in their youth
The Queen bee dismissed the one
causing the castaway to come undone...
without some ground to stand upon
or, kind support from anyone --
when trials came she stood alone
she couldn't even pick up the phone
the castaway cry's at night
tears of sadness
tears of fright
into the darkness she must go
because she's tired, and all alone.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove  September 4th, 2015
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