"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Thursday, May 26, 2016


This is where I was born
and have always lived.
I am safe here
surrounded by friends and relatives,
nothing bad ever happens.

But this day someone comes,
everyone is forced away,
torn from this spot and carted
out of sight. I hide and watch.

Why are they being taken?
All of them are gone.
Stop! I do not move.

My hiding place is discovered
and I too am taken away and
left alone in an empty crate,
alone  through the long hot day.
I am dying. I cannot breathe.

What is happening?
Why is this happening?

And then you come,
lead me out of the sun,
give me water and an apology.
We move into a cool room
and travel together for hours.
I can hear singing.

You leave, but I am safe here.
Darkness, flashes of light
and wind I can hear but not feel.
No one can see me.
My first night alone.
Later, I can see the stars.

In the morning you return
and take me to my new home.
There are others.
We are all strangers here.
Gentle hands give comfort,
support, protection.

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