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A New Legacy is Born.

strings of my heart

the strings of my heart are pulled taut as i stare at the terror filled faces of children locked behind cages.  separated; torn from all they know for reasons beyond them.  who are we?  what are we doing?  how did we arrive here, at this place?  what can be done?  what should be said?  Patience.  Kindness.  Love.  Compassion.  answers hiding in plain sight; questions remain.  tears are relentless.  trying to claw their way onto my face.  but i refuse.  my face stays calm and my posture straightens.  my forehead is steel.  not because i don’t feel — i feel it all.  but these children — these families — don’t need our emotion, empty words.  they need action.

but i don’t know what to do…





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