For Amal Hussein

Child of Yemen

Dear Amal    why did you come here

On the bleached sand of Yemen

Staring at us    or away    in a parched photo

You are so frail    we cannot tell if you are 

Girl or boy    your angled bones    not of this world

You came from another world    and we refused

Wires for arms    strings for thighs    why O why

Too frail for our world

You are one of so many    dear child

We cannot see    we cannot hear

Your cry (can you cry)    

Your whisper (can you whisper)    you are not welcome

Here    here in our world    where we must

Hold forth    persevere    and count    and chat

The Dark Angel    must wrap you in his cloak

And take you to another world

To hills beyond

Look away    dear child    look away

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