Can't Find the Words

How do I explain,

How do I release the thoughts in my brain?

What do I leave behind in this world, to make sure my people don't die in vain?

Leaving a place with little to lose, but everything to gain.

How do I tell you,

about the way my eyes fill with tears when I think of all the lives lost,

shriveled and scorched in the Sonoran desert hills?

Here, border patrol plays a game for their thrills

where they kick water and food, until it rolls like wheels.

A theft of humanitarian aid, a theft of another breath.

How do I tell you, or any listening ear,

about how with each passing year,

the only thing growing in me is fear?

because girls with my same complexion, my same situation, my same documentation,

are locked up in camps of mass concentration, and are fed nothing but lies and secret operations.

Now the only thing growing inside them is fear,

because there's still no court date, and its been a whole year.

How do I say,

that during every drive, I hope and pray,

that no government agency stops me on my way, to my pay,

realizes I'm not allowed to stay, and calls ICE to send me away,

back to a land from which I've strayed?

The words have not yet been made,

to paint the picture of the way hope fades.