The difference between a viral photo of an adorable child
Outrage.
And the ones they took silently
And are suffering behind a chain link fence.
Little brown bodies once plump from love and care
Now wasting away from neglect
They are separated from their lives.
And color coded
Into pink and blue jumpsuits.
Tiny jump suits
For tiny prisoners.
It is a thing of nightmares

What are we doing?

Sickness spreads in this monotonous grey hell
There is such little food
And it is half rotten.
The showers and toilets are disgusting.
And never cleaned.
They stop bathing.

Don’t forget these
The least of my children.
You can hear the echos of their cries.
They are calling for their mamas.
They are crying for food.

It is being done in your name.
Do not look away! 

What will you do today?
To right this horrible wrong?

My voice cries out and no one hears it.
This is an ungodly country.

The Children of Dilley