Migrants

Sleepless dreams
barefooted anger
hands to mouth life
that you tore apart
Hapless and clueless
dying questions on the lips
churn in the stomach
clammy palms
up in a prayer

Mudbath

Muddy stinking sub – humans

Brushed the shiny sparkling surface of her soul

With the deadly filth

produced by their own rotten minds

The least they knew

the more they bragged.

Muddy stinking sub – humans

in the garb of borrowed humanness

cursed the humanity all along.

Float free

Float free!

That’s the dream.

But the chains are embedded in the skin.

Leadership lost

Not now; they’re not!

Leadership was a figment of imagination.

They were just like an empty promise.

The deep within, which was pride,

was demolished in the blast from the past.

Violent end of a peaceful life!

Collapsed

That what was

Was just not we thought it was

It collapsed under

the weight of its perfection