This scrub jay, perched on my garbage can in the early morning light, appears bewildered to me and that fits the mood for many in this country who are slowly finding out about the President’s “tender age facilities.” I’m not bewildered, just damn angry at the inhuman mindset of those leaders who are trying to lie their way out of the immigration crisis at our southern borders. They won’t admit that they are traumatizing babies and young children by separating them from their parents and placing them in tents. The President won’t admit that he can stop this cruel policy today.
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My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close. View more posts