To those who decide
the fates of nations
lives
loss
blood
life
and bone
To those who do nothing
but complain
about their
good
life
To those who never go
without
in order to give to those
who do
To those who realize
precisely what one is doing
with every action
thought
breath
with their wailing tongue
and blackened heart
paying homage to
greed
power
money
and nothing remotely
humane
To those who think prayer
is pointless
and faith
is an empty well
I echo my forefathers
when they escaped from
one nation
just to be treated harshly
in another
Crossing waters
on wooden ships
with disease
rats
no food or shoes
I echo their cries
as their newborns died
in arms of Mothers
from hunger
When sons died
fighting
age 12
for their birthright
When finally
they landed
the ones who survived
and set foot upon land
just to be made slave
To those who do nothing
and sit
complacent
apathetic
and ignorant
It is for you, I pray
For you.
From the mouths of those
you step on -
from the souls you crush
daily -
from the cracked and bleeding mouths
of our people -
All people
That suffer.
They pray -
For those who decide
the fates of nations.
© Susan Marie
* Papa Francisco asked to bring peace to those who decide the fates of nations. Now that's righteous.
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