World Travellers
They are legion, and they are as unalike
to one another as their heritage, language
religion, customs and values, colour of
their skin and country of origin. They
have, on the other hand, much in common
in sharing a drive born of human necessity
and the inheritance of survival's instincts
to believe a better life awaits them away
from the oppression, racism, sectarianism
and bloody conflict that rules the misery
of their lives. And so, in their desperation
they resolve to sacrifice the present for the
future, seeking out opportunities however
fearful, risking life and limb to reach the
imagined haven of long dreamed-of lands
of opportunity where freedom resides and
all becomes possible. Their dreams thrive
on narratives told and retold of success
realized by others of their tribe and theirs
can be too if they simply set out to achieve
their aspiration. Little do they know or wish
to know the numbers of their peers who
escape privation and threat to find themselves
kept as slaves eking out faint hope on dreams
that refuse to fade. They and countless other
refugees clogging varied escape routes and
contracting with smugglers have little idea
they may be packed into seagoing cargo
holds in locked steel carriers loaded onto
transport trucks to be driven to remote
locations delivered to the custody of slavers
or quite simply become victims of casual
forgetfulness whose bodies will be discovered
their souls departed in an agony of suffering
far outdistancing their original plight, while
the world wrings its hands in ineffectual
despair, knowing their plight will be repeated.
Thursday, October 24, 2019
Labels:
Poetry
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