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