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As is often the case and the reason why I always look forward to reading your poetry and prose (comments & critiques), is that you carve a poem out of a truth that's hard to swallow. We who see beyond the cultural differences and political/economic circumstances that the lottery of life doles out, know that the truth is often shunned in favor of prejudice. [edit]
We must learn to juggle. The world feels (is it?) overwhelmed with refugees and we — the most fortunate, the ones born and raised in affluent, capitalist, materialistic-centric societies — have a tendency to be selective in our good intentions and deeds; then the trouble starts. We all must learn to see beyond our blind spots.
There was a
refuge poem written by Brian Bilston that I think hits the spot, too. (As I recall it was written in response to the rise of "T" and his wrathful policies at the southern border and around the world.)
Yours, though, hits the nail on the head. Uncomfortable is a place to start.
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