Free Them These families, these refugees, fleeing home, seeking a sense of safety, were merely drawn to the ideals that our country outwardly claimed to be. Our government deems them the immigrants just by looking at their face without so much as a glance at their family trees, whose roots were planted in past centuries by peoples indigenous to this place. A human being does not become less of a person, just because they crossed some invisible line other humans once drew in the hot desert sand. We must act to save folks from danger for heated words alone can't melt the icy cold. We must fight this unjust legislation for thousands sit in desperation awaiting deportation from what could be a welcoming nation. Our declarations of sanctuary will be words that ring empty if we do not open up the doors and set them free!
This is a throwback poem from a previously published book. I’ll be posting throwbacks every Wednesday.
I performed this poem at the Families Belong Together rally in Vallejo in 2018.
The Cafe of Dreams
The Cafe of Dreams is 50 pages of new poetry by D.L. Lang, the 2017-2019 Poet Laureate of Vallejo, California.