sassy little city ain’t listening to nobody dressing as she pleases got million of hearts so never misses a beat dares to speak in tongues without any damn divine inspiration or apology to xenophobic zealots that refuse rights to others in their stolen land so she lifts up her skirt to give the oppressed someplace to hid never revealing where or how they arrived she merely smiles and walks away then pulls the curtain of night leaving the fools sitting alone in the dark
this sad place without relief is home each confinement cell has been carefully designed to imprison dreams we have all been ushered here like repulsive rats corralled into an inequity maze from geopolitical borders borders near america australia israel greece and a host of other nations each with its own brand of human humiliation humiliation intended to break the soul into fragments of desperation despicable crimes against those seeking freedom policies such as separating families knowing full well family was why freedom was sought in the first place how strange that those who should be most aware refuse to recall their own history stranger still that the voice of hope should be answered with the voice of death
child staring as darkness falls fears soon begin as do the tears eyes searching the darkened cell hoping to find their parents’ eyes their crime was the search for freedom but freedom’s dead and buried
Read Between the Minds 