I Hear the Caged Child Cry

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

There is a darkness that has consumed the human heart. There is an emptiness that has replaced the completeness that I once felt. It is the dawning of a new acceptance that betrays the fabric of our nation’s past. And I see the tears, and feel the pain, etched upon the faces of the innocent, ensconced behind the metal chains of hatred and scorn.

I HEAR THE CAGED CHILD CRY

By Al Garcia

There is a darkness that has consumed the human heart.  There is an emptiness that has replaced the completeness that I once felt.  It is the dawning of a new acceptance that betrays the fabric of our nation’s past.  And I see the tears, and feel the pain, etched upon the faces of the innocent, ensconced behind the metal chains of hatred and scorn.

It is the dawning of another day, and the rays of hope that used to make the shadows of the night disappear into the morning light, no longer seem to penetrate the darkness of the human soul or awaken the human spirit.

I find myself unable to comprehend the callousness of man, even though I have seen the consequences of war, and experienced the anguish of loss upon the battlefield.  And I thought I would never again feel the loneliness or helplessness once I returned to the green, green grass of home along the Rio Grande.

And then I heard the caged child cry, and I felt the loneliness and helplessness I had felt before so many years ago.  I know how it feels to be alone, isolated and helpless, and far away from home.  Even a man can cry out of despair and grief, more so a child, innocent and blameless.

I am an American, a Texan, a Veteran, and a man.  Yet, when I heard the caged child cry, I too wept.  I wept for my country, and for the world.  The world has seen all this before.  And now, it begins all over again.  This time, in our own backyard.  

And I hear the caged child cry, and the echoes of forgotten children who once cried out but were never heard.


Submitted: June 23, 2021

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