Joseph S. Josephides (23rd of May,1948 / Larnaca, CYPRUS)
Well, Big Brother? Here is the family;
in vain you tried hard to break her, though
you burrow in her screens, internets, telephones.
Dwarf Seneb, smiles calmly, while sitting*
his feet on a bench supported by a footrest,
folded, are atrophic and fully paralyzed.
Seneb smiles, calm in spite of his misfortune,
a priestess embraces him with care, smiling too;
she is his wife, supporting him for years now.
He smiles cause he can move albeit paralyzed:
His two dwarf children stand in front of the desk
in front of his missing feet to resemble them;
cross their lips with a finger and beckon us.
Can you see, Big Brother? Here is the family,
which nods to God, endures and proceeds;
you step on, penetrate but not going anywhere.
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