Mushtaq watched as his father heaved again, motion sickness was the least of their worries but for an eight year old to watch his hero turn various shades of puce before vomiting into the ocean was confronting. Their leaky boat was overcrowded and only the dreams of the desperate could ever entice them to embark on this lethal voyage.
Their prayer was to find a safe haven far away from the foul camps of Indonesia and war zones. The bombs, bullets and gases they escaped in Syria were far worse but everything was comparable to what was happening today.
Mushtaq could only pray that his mother and sisters were safe while their ‘men’ were seeking improved living conditions. The separation was playing on his mind.
Would they all live, how would they meet again, how could life really change when everything seemed so overwhelming?
He desperately wanted to distract his father, to take his mind of the constant motion and endless horizon but knew that worry consumed them both. Their future was doubtful, would they make land or be intercepted by pirates or worse still, customs? Then they would just be exchanging one horror for detention with more unknowns.
prompt: HOPE x 200 words + my poem about those displaced
aroused 
You are telling with great emotion a very contemporary drama, Kate.
When will all these wars and human misery stop?
Love ❤
Michel
I am late because I am not well.
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very sorry to hear that Michel … how serious is it?
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I can imagine any number of immigrants in this ‘passage’…
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So many people go through so much…too much, more than they should ever have to…just to be able to live their life. 😦 The fear, the uncertainty, the sadness… 😦
Great write, Kate!
(((HUGS)))
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This is good reading and wonderful sketch of the boat Kate
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Yes, painful, and knowing its ending, not often hopeful on several counts. Definitely desperate.
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Yes. A commitment to loving action or non-harming is annoying sometimes 🙂
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maybe if our politicians had to take a leaky boat instead of flying first class we might get some action 😉
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I’d start by putting them on teh front of teh battle line, make them go without facilities, food, money, take a raft to wherever, and have to beg to get a place on a boat to australia and then make them suffer through detention for a couple of years without support. gosh, did I write that (say that out loud) 🙂
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