In the past 15 years, roughly 6,500 people have lost their lives trying to reach America by crossing the southern border, a number so large, it cries for more attention.
People dying in such large numbers, while seeking to come to our country. Facing deprivation, and harsh conditions, and running into unsavory criminal elements and human traffickers as they come.
All in the name of reaching America, the land of the free, the land of promise.
I sadden, to think that their struggles go so unnoticed, that their deaths bring little remorse from those of us already in America. Would there be candlelight vigils if we loved them, if we cared, if we knew of their deaths? Are there any vigils? Do we hear of any?
No. At least, I hear of none, other than the Pope's having prayed for them on a visit to the border.
Silent people go to silent deaths. They die, and the loss of their lives is considered little loss to many of us in America.
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