Cries of a migrant in search of freedom Jeanette Cathy Jones
Hear my cry for freedom. Dry my tears for I am in pain and agony. I have travelled for miles in search of freedom.
Can someone save me from this suffering? I took risks and survived the worst, now I seek the best.
Hear my cry for freedom as I was separated from my loved ones and I lost everything.
Alone I wonder tormented, as I cry, as I long to hear the songs of freedom. Walk with me. Feel the pain.
Free me from brutality Free me from oppression Free me from destitution and poverty.
Embrace me with love and compassion in my pursuit for freedom.
This is the bitter cry of a desperate migrant, lost and alone. Heal my wounded soul.
In utter despair I am haunted by painful memories Release me I try to hide my fears, but I still shed a tear I am gasping for sanctuary. My dear - hear my cry for freedom.
Amidst the chaos trauma, tragedy and desolation; only faith, hope, trust, beauty, resilience, and love can rebuild a new me I seek love I seek kindness I seek freedom.
Jeanette Cathy Jones is originally from Zimbabwe and now lives in a lovely town called Halifax. She is a Charity and Covid19 Volunteer, and has a passion for writing that touches people’s lives and heals souls. Her poetry focuses on love, pain, life memories, and hope. Poetry is indeed food to her soul.