I Wonder Where?


I Wonder Where?


I wonder where

it is

I can go to see the

people I hear wailing?

Being of different cultures veils them from me like a wall.


They may think I don’t care for

them at all.

But the

hearts in us are our mothers.


And there are many who

are forced, who gave

away what they could not

and don’t ever pretend it was freely.



Not just I.


Many think we did

what we could but really did not.

And search our country’s past to find

what is a fountain pen blot that

wrote our history books. That which has been anointed

to us as truth. And I cannot find hope in such a spot.



Original Poem:

Mother’s Day Mourning

Colleen Schwartz 1997



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