In the deep  quiet of the night there  used to  live an endless invitation to set your spirit to soaring .  A time set aside  for discovery and an opportunity to break the boldest or the most  mysterious bonds holding onto you .

Now in the dead  of the night are  the  children . Children that did not  ask for this life . Children being criminalized  simply  for being alive . Children being  whisked through airports like some strange secret , like a lie .

The wailing ,  the visceral sounds of the wailing of the innocent  babes and their Mamas being torn apart will follow these men in charge to their graves . They don’t know it yet . But it will . Haunting a spirit  for evermore will be the suffering caused by the deeds of men with no heart and no soul .