Swallowingin the din of inhumanityabout women and doctors and workerswho deserve to be gunned downfamilies who are turned awayto certain death in plastic boatsbecause they threaten our way of lifethere’s so much to protect herecheap electronicsplastic shit and freedom friesthe right to be gunned down by copsor lunaticseach one is somebody’s heroI’m speechlesspowerlessretreating for solace in a book of verseremembering how naively I thoughtour children would enjoy more freedomsI don’t know what else to write
#27 of 30 Poems in November to benefit Center for New Americans
