Plight
a poem.
Sorrow
is backed up at your border
It is another day in the life of the world
on its head
Sorrow and need
are lined up
and leaning against the line
you have drawn around yourself
Sorrow and need
fear and desperation
broken walls, broken water mains, broken arms
and people
far too many people
are massed at your gate
Let them in
Feel overwhelmed
but let them in
Feed them
clothe and house
care for and school their children
Find work for their hands
Sing them your songs
Learn theirs
Yes. Ask
to learn their lost songs of home
