The Innocents

Diane Voyentzie
saatchiart.com

The children
of the migrants
pay for the crimes
of their parents
so innocently

Born here
they are citizens
yet live in the fear
their parents will
be deported

The shadow
of that fear hides
constantly in eyes
darkly open wide
on the alert

Was a time
family was all to
most of us as well
A time when we
were happy

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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One Response to The Innocents

  1. Morgan says:

    (*^‿^*) Thank You for Sharing my World of Inspiration. Happy Friday and Have a Delight-filled Week End (*^‿^*)

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