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Disasters, Delights and Other Detours - 48. Asylum Seeker's Elegy

This is a response to @AC Benus's Zero to Hero, A Guide, specifically Chapter 6 on Elegy. I highly commend this Guide to any and all readers and writers.

He crossed a valley hot and wide

and staggered underneath the sun

along those paths that northward run

ignoring pain etched in his side,

 

for he, escaping knife and gun

had made his way by jungle trail

through tropic rain and stinging hail

o’er mountains steep and deserts dun.

 

Yet ever towards Polaris, pale,

he steered his gaunt and stumbling frame

until to traveled roads he came

unmindful of the risk of jail.

 

The passing cars knew not his name,

nor understood his raging thirst
but just the same, his form they cursed

with halting steps and ankles lame.

 

And just as he was past the worst,

another step he could not bear,

so he collapsed with open stare,

his fortunes suddenly reversed.

 

Yet not alone in headlights’ glare,

for priest and lawyer passed that way,

not stopping to his hurts allay,

but leaving him to perish there.

 

A tatted trucker, bearded grey,

pulled over to the shoulder’s dust

and o’er the fallen stranger fussed;

to hospital they drove away.

 

As nurse and teamster both discussed

those therapies each thought the best,

another the police addressed

to send him back, as some think just.

 

Soon as the moon set down the west

by flashing light did they arrive

arresting him, just half alive,

with not a chance to heal or rest.

 

Not only him did they deprive

of happiness and its pursuit,

but trucker and his rig to boot,

and to detention did they drive.

 

Attorneys canny and astute

then laid upon them charges grave

from which there were none who could save,

or constitutionally dispute.

 

They jailed the trucker, made him cave

to unjust pleas coerced in haste

with wasted years in prison faced,

for all the care and help he gave

 

was not by Washington embraced

but met with judgement harsh and cruel

for violation of the rule

that all compassion is misplaced.

 

Add to the flames of woe more fuel,

for he who hoped in peace to bide

neglected in his cell soon died,

by rank injustice played the fool.

Thank you for reading this elegy. If you have a comment or critique, I'd be very grateful for it. Thanks especially to @AC Benus for his excellent prompt.
Copyright © 2017 Parker Owens; All Rights Reserved.
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14 minutes ago, Headstall said:

I'll put a :heart:  here for the fine work you did in taking us on this horrific journey. This man's plight should not have to happen, but it has become a cold,callous, and contained world. You pulled no punches here, and that is what makes this both worthy and powerful. :worship: 

Thanks for reading this, Gary. This is a distillation of current stories from the border, as you can guess. Good Samaritans are getting prosecuted and threatened with jail. They're made examples of to keep the rest of us quiet. In the meantime, the poor people fleeing violence and crime perish. My heart hurts over it.

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5 minutes ago, Valkyrie said:

Wow... this is quite a powerful piece.  It brought tears to my eyes.  This is an apt modern take on the Good Samaritan, and one I can picture playing out all too clearly, I'm afraid.  Too bad the endings aren't the same, but that's our current reality, sadly.  Well done, as always.  :hug:  

This comes as an amalgam of stories from the border. And yes, Good Samaritans are being threatened and being made into examples to keep everyone else in line. Thank you for taking to time to read this very difficult poem.

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Just now, Geron Kees said:

Escape, capture, and prosecution. I had to read it twice, to be sure. 

Very strong piece, and a very striking commentary on where we are in America today. Good Samaritans must choose their paths wisely these days, or risk being labeled an enemy for their kindness. It's not just a shame, it's criminal.

Thank you very much for reading through this poem. I've read enough in the news to leave me very shaken and sad. And angry, too.

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40 minutes ago, Parker Owens said:

I've read enough in the news to leave me very shaken and sad

On this side of the pond, mostly we only see the big picture, not how it affects individuals. And certainly not the story of the trucker. However you feel about immigration, common decency and kindness towards those individuals should be expected. Those people running what have been described as 'concentration camps' in the US should be the ones punished, not a man doing what is right. 

Thank you for this. A sobering, shameful read. What chance the trucker gets freed on appeal, I wonder?

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3 hours ago, northie said:

On this side of the pond, mostly we only see the big picture, not how it affects individuals. And certainly not the story of the trucker. However you feel about immigration, common decency and kindness towards those individuals should be expected. Those people running what have been described as 'concentration camps' in the US should be the ones punished, not a man doing what is right. 

Thank you for this. A sobering, shameful read. What chance the trucker gets freed on appeal, I wonder?

This a very dark time in our history, I think. I was encouraged to see that a jury refused to convict a Samaritan last month. Others haven’t been as lucky. 

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Thanks for taking the Poetry Prompt challenge, Parker. You've interpreted the theme of 'Remember' in a great way; that we all need to remember what is happening at the Southern border in the name of the American people. I can imagine just the scene you paint, with the trucker being made example of to warn others away from compassion, something alien to the current Kremlin-installed regime in Washington.

As for technical matters, your lines are all nicely consistent, and your rhymes flow by just barely above the level of noticing -- the way it should be :) If I can just mention one little, tinny-tiny, tiny-tinny, itseeebitsssee thing... I don't think "fuel" and "fool" make for a rhyme. My argument is that whereas you use the words as single-beat sounds, they both start with the same consonant but end in differing vowel sounds, because if they did not, then fuel and fool would be perfect homonyms. Perhaps if you rework the lines to force a two-beat reading, you could say "few-ull" and "fo-ull" rhyme, but that veers dangerously close to being contrived, imo.  

Again, thanks for playing along and writing a great poem!  

 

   

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52 minutes ago, AC Benus said:

If I can just mention one little, tinny-tiny, tiny-tinny, itseeebitsssee thing... I don't think "fuel" and "fool" make for a rhyme.

You have an excellent point. I will have to reconsider that as I knead bread... thanks very much for your comments and thoughts. I’m enormously grateful you took time with this one. 

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