Obituary: Felipe Moreno
Felipe Moreno left his home in Mexico
With a backpack and a bottle of H2O.
He dreamed of finding work and a better life
In the land of opportunity across the strife.
He joined a group of migrants who paid a coyote
To guide them through the desert and avoid the authorities,
But the smuggler abandoned them when things got tough,
And Felipe had to walk alone in the rough.
He walked for days and nights, hoping to see
The border’s fence that marked his destiny.
But the desert was relentless and showed no mercy,
And he ran out of water and energy.
He fell to the ground, his body dehydrated,
His vision blurred, and his mind agitated.
He thought of his family and friends he left behind,
And prayed for their forgiveness and peace of mind.
He died alone, his dream unfulfilled,
His body undiscovered and his story untold.
Later, a border patrol agent found him by chance
And reported him as another casualty of circumstance.
Felipe Moreno, you are not forgotten.
Your sacrifice is not in vain,
You are one of many who risked it all
To escape from poverty and pain.
We honour your courage and your humanity.
We grieve for your loss and your tragedy.
We hope for a world where people can move freely
And live with dignity and harmony.
