He was only three

It was not his choice but he had no choice

To cross the sea with his parents

Searching for a better life

On an unknown land without any promise

And he was too young to know the risk

Didn't know what was lurking ahead

But they had to try any possible way

As their homeland was uninhabitable

Due to endless turmoil

And he was too young to question why always wars

Drifting on the sea their boat capsized

When battered by a furious storm

Too huge a challenge for such a little boy

His weak outcry was soon muffled

As salt water rushed into his mouth and nose

And he was too young to fight death

The temperamental waves turned calm

Gently rocked his floating body ashore

Realization of his dream was achieved

Ironically when he was laid on the beach

Leaving his soul behind in the sea

This new land entrusted with their hopes

Could only serve as his burial site

And he died too young to understand life

By Shih-Fang Wang

From: United States