The Story of a Drowned Man and his Child
©June 25th, 2019
By Vijaya Sundaram
Land, dry as a bone.
Food, like a fading photo,
Vanishes, all gone.
Leaves in rushing wind:
People abandon their homes
Following a hope.
Death stands at borders,
Blond and tall, and forbidding
Hooded and unseen.
Voices clamor loud:
“Make Us Great Again.”
Shatter a pale sky.
Faces in water
River banks so near so far
Humanity drowns.
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