We are flames not flowers

A poem for Obama

B eloved, our people drink up the filthy water
H eroines and heroes take deep breaths of killing air
O ur guts and lungs are filled with bitter chemistry,
P oison, pain and cancers we lock inside our bodies,
A ccumulating toxic wealth, letting no one share it:
L aw, progress, justice, these are the names of our diseases.


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