big brother
little kids,
children in the middle
of
civil war torn nations

warring

civil discourse

say your prayers

“Our Father”

we gather together to ask for salvation

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the streets of Uvalde full of tears

tears over the loss of precious children

but also tears of the loss of  a nation’s innocence

did we lose it on waldon’s mountain

or the streets of mayberry

or around our own dinner tables

or in the womb of the chapel

can it be found again

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The flags fold in on themselves

and the nations give way to earth,

boundaries disappear as quickly

as they bureaucratically appeared,

and the land remains the same,

and the people do not alter.

The flesh and bones are unchanged,

to no-one else are we tethered,

a murderous group are we all,

killing our own, for what gain?

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