Page 118 - Poems by Alyson Malach - Childhood to Adulthood

Cries of a Broken Heart

In streets where hope once lit the way,

Now rage and pain hold dark sway.
Violence roams, unchecked and wild,

From mosque to home, fears beguiled.

Fires blaze beside the law,

Fifty fallen, truths in raw.

Racism chants, hate’s harsh shout,

Communities crushed, under doubt.

Parents march, their children near,

An eleven-year-old caught in fear.

Where's the conscience, where’s the care,

In a world that’s so unfair?

Born here, yet seen as foe,

For skin with more melanin's glow.
They say we don’t, won’t integrate,

But it’s their walls that separate.

We buy, we rent, seek to belong,

Yet they flee, the same old song.

Discrimination every day,

Wears me down, leads me astray.

Tears fall daily, grief so deep,

In a world where peace can't keep.

Stop the hate, end this strife,

For I stand on the edge of life.

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