The raging desert ravages the lost

Refugee, immigrant, exilee... tread on

Fathers, brothers, sisters, lovers what cost

Your children take to escape death at dawn

 

Week 3

The raging sunbeam ravages the boy

Elements relentless, inflict their strife

King Fear reigns, “Water? Gangs? You I’ll destroy.”

Heat exhaustion, pain, pleading God for his life

 

Week 4

Raging gangs ravage the calico crew

Bloody, battered, bandage Nameless wounds

Robbed, raped, resigned- no one is good nor true

wonder if their death waits in Nameless tombs

 

Week 5

The raging thirst ravages rambling bones

Terrible thirst, child saints stumble along

Sinking slowly to deep abyss, unknowns

Dehydration.. hallucination.. Mom?

 

Week 6

A raging illness ravages two dears

Faceless boys in the faceless group collapse

“Leave us to die”, too dry for bitter tears

Nameless dying carried on Nameless backs

 

Week 7

“America the free we see!” they cry

Quiet white sky rages Nameless behind

Yesterday the two were left to die

Look left. Patrol. Refugees are confined.

 

1 year

Raging guards ravage the despised detained

Isolated, cold, deplorable blocks

“Apply for asylum? In hell remain

‘America the free we see!’ now mocks”

 

1 year- alternate ending

The raging love ravages the home

Orphan boys lawlessly find some peace

Raging love, for lawlessness, atone

“Rest now.” Eyes closed. See Nameless boys deceased.


*Poem inspired by true events. The friend who inspired this poem lived out the alternate ending, but far too many live out the first.

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