I've written a poem in Spanish about a tragedy at the Mexican-American border.

en la frontera, los inmigrantes desesperados . . .

mujeres y niños llorones,

policía exigiendo documentos, pasaportes--

algunos niños agarran fuertemente los pasaportes americanos--

y las manos de sus madres--

pero las madres no tienen nada,

ningún pasaporte,

ninguna esperanza

para el viaje de vuelta largo a Guatemala,

donde no existe un futuro,

no existe nada.

[on the border, the desperate immigrants / mothers and children weeping / police demanding documents, passports / some children grasp fiercely their American passports and the hands of their mothers / but the mothers have nothing / no passport / no hope / for the long journey back to Guatemala / where there exists no future / where there is nothing]

I wrote this poem in response to a news report I saw two days ago on Univision. Here's a link to the piece:

 http://www.univision.com/shows/noticiero-univision/agentes-fronterizos-interceptan-grupo-de-indocumentados-que-cruzaba-el-rio-bravo-con-un-bebe-recien-nacido-video

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