El Valle de la Muerte
Like clouds, like dreams, our people come and go.
Nothing and nobody can stop them
Fears and dreams and hopes of these brave immigrants
Crudeness that the innocent vision of a child can communicate
This reality that affects our society
The moon and a compass to guide their path
The stars are always so sad, the witnesses to the deaths of millions
Not being able to help them
Once on the train, the angst that in a single second they could lose their lives
The fear of being raped, assaulted, kidnapped
El valle de la muerte
God, is it worth it?
When did this massacre become boring news for the people?
God, just let them cross the borders of the world
Let them find a better future
Let them find a sanctuary
All of these sacrifices
Just for them to come to a country where they are treated like aliens
The lack of humanity
Children are being separated from their parents
They have the right to fight for their life, because just like you
They are human beings.
I read the article on the conditions that immigrant kids are being held in at the border, and I thought I would try and get into their perspective, while also adding some of my own personal experiences.