This is our child,
if not by blood
then by heart and spirit.
We hold him close
as we must all children
as we must hold all
innocents who cry alone.
Those sad and lonely ones,
Solitary and surrounded,
by those who care,
by those who listen,
and those who turn away.
We mourn as brothers,
as sisters, as family
he never knew he had;
those who know his pain,
united by kindred spirit.
We tend the signal fires
on safety of sandy beach,
a distant light some never see.
Send out the boats,
for there are other spirits
far from shore, from home,
who know only the
violence of the crashing sea,
and not the peace of gentle waves.
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Hi Cleo--Oprah had the mothers of two young men who opted to take their own lives(including Jaheem's mother)rather than endure the relentless bullying at their schools.....
I love the spirit of this poem.
If kids could just begin to understand what they are doing when they call someone "fag", etc.
It is so sad.
Thank you for this post, Cleo.
I left that sentence rather "incomplete"....Oprah had these mothers on her show today(Wednesday, May 6th) and also spoke to a father who lost his son 5 years ago, to the same thing. It is heartbreaking.
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