21 Century Colossus

His eyes are a raging ocean
Cast out in the middle of night
Seas of surging blue and green
Searchlights casting over foam
Restlessly around the globe
Searching every shoreline
Yearning to find some peace
On past around every turn
Sought heralding in the night
Survive a more perilous flight
Seeking shelter and a new life
Torn by tentacles of war and strife
Searches at freedom’s front door
All lit up by a statue in a harbor
Holding a torch of light up high
Give me your tired and poor...
Yearning to breath free……...
If not for you….. than for who
….........………….if only for me
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Posted: Mar 2020
About this poem:
It is unbearable to watch anymore the plight of refugees across this planet without questioning everything we have been led to believe in and care about.

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lovecanbereal
A great deal of the blame must be sheeted home, to the good old Catholics, for causing this (global) overpopulation.
lovecanbereal
Re, South America, much of Europe, etc, etc....sad flower
salamuna
right words Chris .. not many of those living peacefully in America or Europe could see these eyes .. I see them almost every day .. swept away, pain and loss. thank you for write and your compassion. Lily wave
lovecanbereal
We are well beyond "carrying capacity" Humans must stop this arrogance, that we have "dominion" over Nature. She will have the "last word", as is becoming more, and more evident.
salamuna
these are the words of a primitive-minded man. sorry for being rude .. but I can only regret about you. because you are a kind of underdeveloped human soul. Our neighbors need to be helped according to all laws of Nature /God.. only in that way we remain human beings and not brainless creatures
lovecanbereal
Sure, help the ones you can, however, there is obviously a limit on numbers. A countries own people, must come first, end of story.
lovecanbereal
It has nothing to do with under developed souls; and everything to do with the allocation of food, essentials, etc. There is only enough for a limited number. That is a cold, hard, mathematical truth. As I said, the "host countries needs, must come first". You cannot lie about the overwhelming numbers involved. Unfortunately, not every dog can have a bone; quite simply because there are not enough bones to go around.
lovecanbereal
QED.
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