Today’s prompt is to write a Life (or death) poem. It made me think about the value we place on life.
But who decides the worth of a life?
That neighbor becoming a stranger
Becoming the soldier she
The fence at the border telling her
Do not cross
The ocean ruthless in what it takes
The camp she swears is a place earth
has simply forgotten
The border guard, and his stamp
A monument to power
Who decides the worth of a life?
As she offers her children
No light left in their eyes
Standing like bruised produce
in a line
That snakes in a ribbon
of lost hope
Praying someone believes, as she does
They are worth it