Posted in: 2017, poem, politisk (indirekte)

the most urgent needs

Put out the fire put it out NOW
is the point of departure

medication and food limited
nothing more

 

the gate is open

it can be closed at a moment’s notice

there’s Wi-Fi

it can be turned off at a moment’s notice

 

behind the fence amassment

or is behind in front of

the escapee

doesn’t pick their own side

 

new ones arriving every day

on fresh new flames

the fire dampened over and over again

but the embers are smoldering

and the pyromaniac

hey who’s chasing the pyromaniac?

 

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