In The Dark Night by Deborah Hoffmann



We hear the lapping water; our fear is palpable.

Three hundred of us, she was thinking helplessly, and the one beside me, so big, she will surely give birth soon on this rocking boat.  Shivering we stand holding onto each other because there is no other space, each buried deep in our thoughts.   All of us fleeing our homelands, our culture, our deepest beliefs.

It is no wonder we are silent and fearful, when deep down we feel like traitors but we must escape the terror we left behind. Will we survive this treacherous voyage into the unknown? We have given our last pennies to get on this boat, so we have only our hopes and prayers left.

For a better life, safety, work and some kind people who will help us and please give us some food and water.  Oooh, this poor woman her pains have begun; how will she survive with a baby.  Hopefully a strong one like the mother.

We come from different lands and don’t even speak the same language, but I think we all pray to our Gods.  Oh ALLAH, we have come so far.   

Please, Please have mercy on us…………………….…Inshallah

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1 Response to In The Dark Night by Deborah Hoffmann

  1. Lorraine says:

    Dear Deb

    Thank you for this piece.I was moved, just ad the first time when I heard it.Remind me to tell you in person how I relate to this story.

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