The story continues. The children in detention at Clint are being moved to tents. In the heat of a Texan summer. If they are not frozen into hypothermia by dialed up air-con, it’s fry them under the sky. Sleep deprivation, no medical attention. As one talking head said, “It was deemed that sleep deprivation was inhumane at Guantanamo for adults, but it’s okay for innocent little kids?”
Prayer for Detained Children
How can your heart not break
in half?
Now is the time when it needs to
be whole.
Let go of its armouring plaque.
Offer it, even with its wounds and scars.
It has no fatal lack.
It beats with the heat of sacred flame.
Let that inform your next act.
Oh, Sacred Heart!
Though blemished, unbound.
We hold your sanctuary space.
With all the love that can be found.
Deliver them to a safe place.
Let no one remain displaced.
Deliver into cherishing arms,
to familiar faces,
away from all harm.
Copyright 2019 Bee Smith. All rights reserved.
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Sojourning Smith 
Truly heartbreaking, children in cages. Your poem is a beautiful prayer for these little children , some only 6 months old
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Please share it. Those kids need all the prayers they can get.
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