We hope you had a
pleasant journey.
But keep in mind
there's no guarantee
That you won't exit
on a gurney.
You should love our
border camps,
Which are still
progressing in stages.
We have “subdivided
rooms.”
(We don't like to
call them cages.)
We strive to stifle
criticism.
Please ignore our
critics' lore.
Doesn't everybody
love
To camp out on a
cold, hard floor?
We provide you with
a blanket.
What? One is not
enough?
Crowded rooms should
keep you warm.
Exposure to germs
will make you tough!
Lest you feel our
detention centers
Are too
uncomfortable or stark,
We leave the lights
on for twenty-four hours
Daily in case you're
afraid of the dark.
What? You say you
need a doctor?
Come on, beggars
can't be choosers.
Toothbrushes?
Toothpaste? Soap?
Those are just for
wimps or losers.
We all want your
stay to be
Just as pleasant as
we can make it.
True, some have
died, but they’re
The weaker ones who
cannot take it.
If your kids were
taken away,
We don't mean to
disrespect you,
But since only God
knows where they are,
Then we'll let God
reconnect you.
Locking kids in
windowless
Warehouses in our
recollection
Is a way to offer
the kids
Security and
protection.
If perhaps you’re
seeking asylum,
One little thing
might give you pause:
The president is
working on
Ways to change
asylum laws.
We know the whole
idea of camps
Polarizes, or causes
a schism.
In figuring out what to call them,
We prefer the
euphemism.
So, enjoy your stay
until
The powers that be
decide your fate.
If you’re lucky,
you’ll get a shower
During your long,
protracted wait.
-by Bob B (6-24-19)
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