The warning signs are everywhere

A danger ahead:

But only for some –

In a world where power shouts over protest

And wishing my death

Stands as part of loving me

All contradictions

Lies must always be swallowed

And only acknowledged as absolute truth

A collective madness

Infecting our every day

Leaving people in mourning and broken

As we seek exodus or uprising

Some safety to live and to breathe

And not this freedom

To exist as an affront to another man’s god

On borrowed time

And temporary grace – Caroline A. Slee