A Ballad for JakelinA Poem by Bob BThis is the tale of a girl Only seven years old Who came here from Guatemala. Let her story be told.
Jakelin Caal Maquin Came here with her dad With hopes of seeking asylum, Before everything went bad.
People seeking refuge Are dangerously exposed To inhumane conditions When ports of entry are closed.
Through the desert they wandered With others of the same mind Seeking a place of safety And leaving danger behind.
At least that's what they hoped for. They hadn't had a clue That cruelty existed Here in America, too.
When they turned themselves in, It's said that father and daughter For several wearisome days Hadn't had food or water.
The child started having Seizures, the records show-- A nightmare for the father Who suffered this tale of woe.
Possible dehydration,-- Doctors later expressed-- Shock and exhaustion led To cardiac arrest.
A hospital in El Paso Was where she took her last breath. A new life was their goal; What they encountered was death.
The head of the DHS-- Nielsen--places the blame All on Jakelin's father. The woman has no shame.
The callous disrespect Of international law Regarding asylum seekers Reveals her major flaw.
Must we blame the victims? We must ask ourselves why There aren't better solutions So more children won't die.
Sorry, Jakelin. We must apologize For our officials who thrive On heartlessness and lies.
-by Bob B (12-15-18) © 2018 Bob B |
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Added on December 15, 2018 Last Updated on December 16, 2018 |

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