No Loitering
Watching on as they walk by,
From the corner of an eye,
The same from which a tear rolls down,
Upon the already sodden ground.
Small in stature and muddy of face,
Nowhere to go and belonging no place,
Walking toward somewhere undecided,
Alone with a life still unconfided.
You can stand anywhere, just not there,
Or there, but there will be somewhere,
Keep going on from here, move along,
I'm sure there is somewhere you'll belong.
Hung up and left upon the hook,
Body and mind violently shook,
Not to return and not to be seen,
To burn away as the brightest dream.
Leave and do not come around this way,
You were never welcome to stop and stay,
It doesn't matter what you hold dear,
We have need, but no want for you here.
Slipping through from place to another,
Moved along by once called brother,
To finally find a field for rest,
A suit and a rose upon the chest.
Where did you go, where can we see,
Like before, now again we have need,
A place for you has been put aside,
A place where you no longer have to hide.
Too little and too far gone between,
If you'd had looked you'd have seen,
A little grace is all we need achieve,
Instead we bow head to loss and grieve.
A very nice poem. I like the structure of it. I apologize, but I don't have much to say beyond that.
Many of them contribute significantly to the economies of their host countries through labor, entrepreneurship, and tax contributions. Now they driven away. What the future hold to them?
Pretty heavy words. Perhaps it is easier to mourn a loss than it is to prevent on and do the right thing. Thoughts and prayers in an instant rather than preventative solutions that take habits to form.
A beautifully and sincerely written poem. No more idleness and idle wandering. One should know what one is doing and not live one's time to the fullest.