Walking Down Imaginary Lines

Walking Down Imaginary Lines


Arrogant men,
who forget what they’d do
if they had to look into the
starving, gaunt,
torn faces,
of their children,
fight
for borders.

Armed,
with privilege
of birth,
skin pale,
they build.
Restricting entry
into
god given lands,
they swore to protect,
from ailing masses
looking for sanctuary.

No wise man
stops a family growing,
by starving the provider
of their tools of enterprise,
and punishing
them for being ‘foreign’ born.

We all came
from one place.
We were,
and are,
all the same.
But you forget,
in your rush to
secure superiority
and forget that
want is not need.

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