Nation Poem by Desert Jewel

Nation



To you who feel entitled,
self righteous,

the right to claim grains of sand
beneath mortal feet,

feet of clay
no more than grain

you pray for security,
a mere illusion will do

so you subscribe to some illustration
reinforce separation,

institutions to reflect it,
borders to protect it,
and identities to define it.

Saturday, April 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nation
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