darkness all around me
my whole world has crumbled
where is my mother?
could she have survived this?
i could use her right about now.
i stretch forth my arms
reaching out for help
blinded by tears and
holding on to hope's hand
i take one step forward.
here they come
wolves in sheep's clothing
to rob the innocence from my body
i just escaped the jaws of death
but i couldn't escape sex slavery.
*please say a prayer for the women and children of haiti. out of the chaos which naturally follows disasters emerges those who prey on the vulnerable. where we see pain and suffering, they see opportunity. let's raise our voices to help stop the illegal trafficking of children from haiti. we are all humans. never chattel.
17 comments:
This is such a sad reality. There is an aftermath to tragedy...it isn't just about picking up the pieces and cleaning up and setting the world to rights again. It is about loss and disconnection. Children without parents. Parents without children. Trying to rebuild life. And then there are the scavengers...no different from the jungle really. They steal in to seize opportunity. There are bad people in this world no matter where you live and there are always opportunists. And who is there to protect the innocent?
Those Baptists who were moving children to the DR...they were helping. Is that the truth? One hopes that people affiliated with a Church are really trying to do good works and thankfully there are agencies that are set in place for truly orphaned children. But some of the children taken to the DR have parents, parents that they know are alive. And you give your head a shake and think...who asked you to do this? You decided on your own...were you seeking glory, were you telling the truth?
Your poem speaks volumes Se'Lah. Please continue to raise your voice and remind us that our awareness is as necessary as our love.
OMG I know Se'lah. This is such a terrible and sad truth. You said it - where we see the pain and suffering some come and see the opportunity. It's so painful. My heart is breaking for the little ones and the women looking for their babies that they will never find. I'm praying. I will keep praying. Sending love your way.
Se'lah, a beautiful beautiful poem that just breaks my heart. I do not understand how things like this happen, sadder still I am sure are all the stories we do not hear about. my sister wrote a beautiful poem about a childs view of being alone. It brought tears to my eyes.I keep praying that there are more good people than not that know what is the right thing....how can they not know......! These are children!
this is shocking! as if the disaster wasn't devastating enough...
keeping the prayers coming, from my heart, to Jah.
Well said. Let the light be shed on this incomprehensible evil and hold those accountable for the safety of children ~ the most vulnerable charge of all humanity.
I pray for them every night before bed...how people can be so cruel to other human beings, I shall never understand...
Sometimes I think there must be a hell so deep and so terrible that it justly punishes the people who hurt children like this.
To take innocence is horrible. To do it in the midst of tragedy is even worse.
the day we meet, i will cry hard real tears. you are my sould sister. one love honey.
Someday those who would in any way harm the innocent and vulnerable will have to account for their actions to their Creator. I take comfort in that, and then I pray that comfort be shared by those vulnerable little ones.Maybe our combined prayers will form into one giant HOPE.
A heartbreaking poem for a terrible tragedy. Yes, I will pray for them all, too. Thank you.
As ever joining you in thought, prayer and love, my friend... ((BIG HUGS))
again, i am so touched by your writings, Se'Lah, as well as all the other comments today. Prayers pour from my heart & soul for the families & the little ones. Satan is always so busy, isn't he?
It is heart ache upon heart ache, and my prayers are sent out for them...
Yes, heartache on top of heartache, as stated by Cam. Thank you for the reminders. We must not forget to pray for these people, to offer support when we may. We must not forget for a very long time as this disaster will continue for a very long time.
Such sadness. As if those children had not suffered enough. My heart and my prayers are with them.
Continuously praying and thinking and loving and loving and of course giving!
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