Of rare metals and clean consciences

This is for Jilly’s Days of Unreason challenge.

“We’ll know as children again all that we are
destined to know, that the water is cold
and deep, and the sun penetrates only so far”
~ Jim Harrison from Death Again

 

The child drops a pebble in a pool

and sees a sapphire.

The trafficker drops a child into the waves

and sees one encumbrance less.

We drop our eyes when they show the pictures,

afraid of plucked heartstrings

that call into question the price of petrol or beer.

What price a dream?

And do children dream,

or are their rock pools really full of sapphires?

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

18 thoughts on “Of rare metals and clean consciences”

  1. Hey, that was really great. “The child drops a pebble in a pool / and sees a sapphire” is wonderful, then you go way dark, but then bring it back to that image. Nice.

  2. The innocence of dropping a stone but seeing a sapphire…these children aren’t villains they simply want to live out whatever little dream they’re currently nurturing. They just want to be safe… 😦

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