They Stole Her Child
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at the age of three
I'm yanked from my mother's arms
crying
desperately clinging on
but she can't protect me from
these men
who use force
to separate us
without pity or mercy
dragging me away
screaming
as they barred her way
cramming me into a van
with other children
calling for their moms,
they took us to a fenced-in area
and locked us in cages
as if we were animals
I would give anything to see her again
I'll never forget her face
or the terror in her eyes
when we
entered the United States
and they stole her child
from her arms
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2019
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