I forget to post two pieces of writing I did early this summer, here’s the first.
The Border’s Gate
False boundaries put in place
by faceless men with pen and ink.
Straight lines dividing this and that
where in reality grey shades the white and black.
Families separated, torn apart,
Religion ravishing a lover’s heart.
Hold sway the multitude of hate
that beckons at the border’s gate.
The enemy beyond, unheard
sows seeds of fear in every bed/head
The outside world looks on reviled
by every killing of another child.
Step by step revenge is paired
One man here, another there.
Endless cycles of martyr making
The fragile peace once more is shaking.
They come from north and east and west
They come from the south to do their best
to styme the tide and halt the push
as at the border gate they push.
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