Broken Wings

A poem which I wrote in response to the crisis and plight of Syrian children crossing the border into Lebanon.

Eyes scanning the crowd

Expectant, yet wary

Clutching the fading blooms

Your smile completes the facade

Just one pitiful sale

The difference between life and death

Memories of the border crossing

The pain of your Mothers’ goodbye

You pull her memory around you

Like an old familiar blanket

As you walk in quiet trepidation

Feeling emptiness in tow

You show the courage born of loss

A strength that defies the pain

Lifting your head to gaze at the sky

You pray for a little soul needing to go home

Another eight year old angel

With broken wings