A Poem by Catherine Carmon who is a 7th Grader at St. Gabriel School
She is the honorable mention recipient of the 2021 Creating on the Margins Contest.
She is the honorable mention recipient of the 2021 Creating on the Margins Contest.
We Hear You
Catherine Carmon
Diving deep down
into the issues caused by this pandemic
has made us want to aid the ones
who can’t Pay their bills,
or don’t have the Food they need to feed their children.
We are with you.
When you need a hand but don’t
want to demand the hand of the ones in charge,
yet you are so dependent on them.
Even when you realize that you are not a special gem
to them.
You are a statistic,
who seems to have no voice,
Who comes home and ponders the idea
of trading their car just so they can have cash
at the end of the day.
We are with you.
Fear not, however,
because you will not be silenced
by the overwhelming number of people just like you.
God’s grace gives you the will to want to live.
He wants you to survive
this saga of trouble.
We hear you.
With the power of love
you can persevere
through all.
If we wear a mask just a little bit longer,
This pandemic will not conquer.
If you keep your faith,
You will be able to forget the fear and frightfulness
That made you go mad.
You will be blessed
with the satisfaction you have when you say,
with pleasure,
That you made it through the dark days.
With the help of the community, we will rebuild the homes
that we once lost.
We will open up the shops.
Your children will go to school safely,
And you will buy groceries without worrying
Of how you will pay.
We hear you.
We hear you single mothers,
Who have lost all childcare
and are on the verge of homelessness.
We hear you doctors, nurses and EMTs,
You will not have to work multiple shifts back-to-back.
You will not have to work two days straight
without sleep.
We hear you elderly,
Your life will not be put in danger
In your own home.
You will see your family again.
You will be ok.
We hear you.
We hear you families with no healthcare,
Whose bills pile up by the day.
To the ones who struggle
buying groceries for your families,
We are coming to help you.
We hear you.
To the little boys and the little girls
who wonder when they can see their friends again,
When they can go to school again,
We hear you.
To those who live on the margins of society,
You will not be forgotten.
You will not be treated as if you are nothing.
We hear you.
To the rich,
who are profiting off our struggles,
You are being heard.
Your greed has gotten the best of you.
Your thirst of money has put a wall
Between you and your God.
You say you are good,
You say you care,
Yet you do not choose what is right.
You choose not to donate to the hungry
You choose not to buy clothes for the sick.
Instead, you choose to buy what satisfies your addiction.
Whether it be cars, clothes, credit cards,
Whether it be bags or bikes,
Your blitz is not what is needed.
Instead, you need to donate.
You need to donate
to the ones
Who do not have the funds to support themselves.
“When you do things for the least of my brethren, you do it for me.”
When you choose to not help the needy,
But think you are quite sneaky,
Know that you are wrong.
We need your help Algeria, Liberia, Syria.
We need your aid Armenia, Sardinia, Slovenia.
Assist us Aruba and Cuba.
With the people by our sides,
There will be no outcasts.
There will be no unemployed.
We will defeat the enemy,
The one that closed our schools.
The one who caused a war between our nation.
We are with you all.
No matter race, politics, or occupation.
No matter sex, age, or reputation.
No matter gay, straight, or bi,
No matter lesbian or queer.
No matter thick or thin,
Tall or short,
Young or old,
Shy or outgoing,
Rude or kind,
Man or woman,
Rural or urban,
Muslim or Jew,
Native or New,
Smart or dumb,
Fast or slow,
We hear you.
We hear you all.
Catherine Carmon
Diving deep down
into the issues caused by this pandemic
has made us want to aid the ones
who can’t Pay their bills,
or don’t have the Food they need to feed their children.
We are with you.
When you need a hand but don’t
want to demand the hand of the ones in charge,
yet you are so dependent on them.
Even when you realize that you are not a special gem
to them.
You are a statistic,
who seems to have no voice,
Who comes home and ponders the idea
of trading their car just so they can have cash
at the end of the day.
We are with you.
Fear not, however,
because you will not be silenced
by the overwhelming number of people just like you.
God’s grace gives you the will to want to live.
He wants you to survive
this saga of trouble.
We hear you.
With the power of love
you can persevere
through all.
If we wear a mask just a little bit longer,
This pandemic will not conquer.
If you keep your faith,
You will be able to forget the fear and frightfulness
That made you go mad.
You will be blessed
with the satisfaction you have when you say,
with pleasure,
That you made it through the dark days.
With the help of the community, we will rebuild the homes
that we once lost.
We will open up the shops.
Your children will go to school safely,
And you will buy groceries without worrying
Of how you will pay.
We hear you.
We hear you single mothers,
Who have lost all childcare
and are on the verge of homelessness.
We hear you doctors, nurses and EMTs,
You will not have to work multiple shifts back-to-back.
You will not have to work two days straight
without sleep.
We hear you elderly,
Your life will not be put in danger
In your own home.
You will see your family again.
You will be ok.
We hear you.
We hear you families with no healthcare,
Whose bills pile up by the day.
To the ones who struggle
buying groceries for your families,
We are coming to help you.
We hear you.
To the little boys and the little girls
who wonder when they can see their friends again,
When they can go to school again,
We hear you.
To those who live on the margins of society,
You will not be forgotten.
You will not be treated as if you are nothing.
We hear you.
To the rich,
who are profiting off our struggles,
You are being heard.
Your greed has gotten the best of you.
Your thirst of money has put a wall
Between you and your God.
You say you are good,
You say you care,
Yet you do not choose what is right.
You choose not to donate to the hungry
You choose not to buy clothes for the sick.
Instead, you choose to buy what satisfies your addiction.
Whether it be cars, clothes, credit cards,
Whether it be bags or bikes,
Your blitz is not what is needed.
Instead, you need to donate.
You need to donate
to the ones
Who do not have the funds to support themselves.
“When you do things for the least of my brethren, you do it for me.”
When you choose to not help the needy,
But think you are quite sneaky,
Know that you are wrong.
We need your help Algeria, Liberia, Syria.
We need your aid Armenia, Sardinia, Slovenia.
Assist us Aruba and Cuba.
With the people by our sides,
There will be no outcasts.
There will be no unemployed.
We will defeat the enemy,
The one that closed our schools.
The one who caused a war between our nation.
We are with you all.
No matter race, politics, or occupation.
No matter sex, age, or reputation.
No matter gay, straight, or bi,
No matter lesbian or queer.
No matter thick or thin,
Tall or short,
Young or old,
Shy or outgoing,
Rude or kind,
Man or woman,
Rural or urban,
Muslim or Jew,
Native or New,
Smart or dumb,
Fast or slow,
We hear you.
We hear you all.
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