lines
drawn in the sand
desert
survival
not
knowing where to stand;
fugitive
bees cross over
and
the crowds wail in pain,
sirens
scurry to the source
but
no code has been broken;
lessons
learned are forgotten
might
is right…
is
power…
is
control…
and
the walls stand true
no
matter how many times we
attempt
to walk around them.
11Jun14
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