Colonatto


Borders

Whispers
Pleading whispers
Bleeding in the night whispers
Never heard
And often refused
A helping hand

Faces
Blank faces
Tears filled wrinkled faces
Nameless people
On life-long missions
To a new world

Families
Torned families
Crossing-the-border families
Wandering victims
Searching oppotunities
For a better life

Borders
Man-made borders
Egoistically guarded borders
Guarding the abundance over plenty
That no longer has worth
Once the soul is gone