Have you seen the movie Sin Nombre? It's about some illegal immigrants trying to get to America, and getting entangled with mareros from the infamous MS13 gang. Having lived in El Salvador, the movie was all too real and very depressing to me. After watching it, Geoff and I said to each other that our lives are truly privileged.
(Warning, major spoiler to follow)
I am sure there are worse ways to die, but plunging face forward off of/into a moving train while trying to cross the border illegally has got to be one of the worst ways. You're dying like an animal. It made me think about all the people who do die trying to cross the various borders. So utterly unjust. The only difference between them and us is their desperation; they were born into the wrong place, at the wrong time.