Francie Lynch

The Firewall Is Down - Poem by Francie Lynch

An unexpected virus came
Diabolically and odiously.
Sniffles like missiles;
We will cough
Green-brown phlegm
And seaweed;
Eyes itch with sweat;
Throats sound guttural warnings;
Muscles ache from making
The sign of the cross in European parishes;
The tentacles are spreading, grasping, holding hard;
A boy lies face down on the firewall
Like a tethered goat,
Invasive, infectious and deadly.
The body politic has been exposed,
Vulnerable and fallible.

Topic(s) of this poem: terrorism

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 8, 2015

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