Poetry
1 min
The frontier is closed
Jacqueline Mora
The frontier is closed
The frontier is closed
So are my dreams for myself and others
When the fear and inspiration call
I see my pain depart
With those still walking.
The brilliance of the moon
A silent promise
That gives me hope
All through my days
Anchored in faith
Optimistic and preserving.
The frontier makes a new path
For those who are brave enough to follow it
With tears and heartbreak
Though blood marks its edges
For those behind the line.
When leaders are failing us
We count on community
Offering care and protection
In a home of refugees
Still the frontier remains closed.
The frontier is closed
You slowly fall in the darkness
We will walk together in a transformative process
Where our sorrows meet joy
Wishing for freedom
Perhaps humanitarian hospitality.
The frontier is closed
Our language can not be a barrier
Our hearts should speak
Communicating deeply and truly
Creating a bridge
To deliver a message
That our words bring power.
When I spread my wings
The monarch butterfly follows me
Remind me they been through storms
And still, flying with resilience
My suffering, day and night
The pain is not forever
We must find another horizon.
The frontier is closed
The journey is not over
Where everyone is united hand in hand
We will walk together, we will rise
Helping all grow and survive,
When doors open once again,
The frontier is closed
So are my dreams for myself and others
When the fear and inspiration call
I see my pain depart
With those still walking.
The brilliance of the moon
A silent promise
That gives me hope
All through my days
Anchored in faith
Optimistic and preserving.
The frontier makes a new path
For those who are brave enough to follow it
With tears and heartbreak
Though blood marks its edges
For those behind the line.
When leaders are failing us
We count on community
Offering care and protection
In a home of refugees
Still the frontier remains closed.
The frontier is closed
You slowly fall in the darkness
We will walk together in a transformative process
Where our sorrows meet joy
Wishing for freedom
Perhaps humanitarian hospitality.
The frontier is closed
Our language can not be a barrier
Our hearts should speak
Communicating deeply and truly
Creating a bridge
To deliver a message
That our words bring power.
When I spread my wings
The monarch butterfly follows me
Remind me they been through storms
And still, flying with resilience
My suffering, day and night
The pain is not forever
We must find another horizon.
The frontier is closed
The journey is not over
Where everyone is united hand in hand
We will walk together, we will rise
Helping all grow and survive,
When doors open once again,
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