If eyes could tell you a story,
Lupita's would surely describe
An accurate illustration of pain and suffering
And the transgressions of humankind
Though she was only a child with little understanding
She was still forced to pay an expensive price
The price of a concerned but determined mother-
And her dream they'd find a better life
Off they went, blithely breaking the rules one by one
Fighting and defying the odds,
Holding illusions and hopes of finding peace
In a land they knew they'd soon come across
She and her mother left everything that day,
Leaving everything they knew and loved behind
It was an attempt to escape an ugly fate
And evade those who wanted to take both their lives
They gathered their things and embarked on a dangerous journey
Trying to reach the other side
They had heard stories that there existed freedom-
and the means to start their new life
Little did they know, however, that welcome arms is not what they would find
Instead, all that existed was hate-
and those who chose to turn a blind eye
Bustling were the streets of brisk-walking men and women
People who seemed not to care
Boundless were the pits of those choosing to stand in the sidelines
Instead of taking a stand and fighting for those in despair
They remained motionless and refusing to rise,
When they should have been helping those in need
Children like Lupita travel that same road to this place,
Children who are the epitome of innocence and not greed
Unfortunately, Lupita and her mother didn't make it to the other side
They were held back because of a law
And those honey colored eyes belonging to Lupita
Won't get the chance to retell the story at all...
