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Might we pause and consider borders 

and bridges and ways to get over. Consider

the great crossings, Jordon, The Delaware,

the overpass yesterday.


Now consider the loss of home, the tragedy

of displaced dreams, the absence of the glow

in the eyes and faces surrounding your fears.

Pray and hope the gods intervene to send

light and charity into the spaces where

those vague ghosts used to flourish.


Maybe the world view will be less

about penalties and percentages then,

and more about "Let me help."





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