We came on our own
Apparently, not for adventure
Plausibly, not for purer pastures
Visibly, not for viable ventures
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We seem to lose all sense of humanity and tend to look down on those who seek help, we have lost campassion. Emotional write, i feel their pain.
No they are not the architects. Your poem speaks volumes to the heart of desperation, of humanity. Your poem is approachable like a prayer. A poem that most people on either side of the river being crossed can understand when fires are not stoked by suspicious leaders that corrupt those in need as well as those that in their hearts wish to help. We are better than the press and the dividers would have the ignorant minds believe.