SOL26: March 26 Black Suburbans

I am writing with the Two Writing Teachers Slice of Life group this month.  I have tried to find joy in every day life. This post is different, feel free to not read. Yet, some days there is more sadness than joy, like yesterday in the immigrant heavy community where I live. I did see the Suburbans and that got me going. I debated not sharing, but this is real, even though I am not sure about the Starbucks part........

Four black Suburbans sat waiting

Stealthily, at dismissal

While four engines were running 

In spite of the price of gas

While eight agents were sipping mocha lattes

Munching fresh croissants, bagels,

While ear buds were tuned to Opening Day, 

They'll catch the game, then

Nab a mom, babysitter, lunch aide.....

While TSA agents drive by in Ubers 

To put food on the table

While the lines grow at airports

Ticket prices increase by the hour,

While hikers are sent away from

Yosemite, Grand Canyon

While delis shutter their doors

As customers pray for another extension

While in Sacramento, gas nears $7

As bombs drop into the sea.

While we are distracted by Cuba, China

Greenland, Venezuela, Iran, China, Dubai,

While tariffs are tossed around like 

Lysol after the flu hits home

While carrots, peanut butter, hamburgers

Become treats saved for birthdays

While our hearts are heavy and our

Minds are distracted by daily legal battles..

We have not forgotten 

Thousands of unnamed souls warehoused in abandoned buildings, 

Flown to foreign lands where they have disappeared 

To live their days in punishment,

Reassigned to a country where they have never lived before 

Away from children, spouses, jobs, courses, loves,

Forced to give up dreams of making the world a better place

Altering their future,

Those around the world w

Who hate us more than ever before

Those lost including Virginia, Renee, Jose, Tyler, Alex, Luis,  

Geraldo, Victor, Heber, Noah, Cody, Nicole,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,