sleepless lambs…
August 20, 2020 at 8:40 pm Leave a comment
This country is not was it was. We, you and me need to get on the track it was on.
caged lambs
wool soaked
with urine
from
the holding pens
shivering
frightened
grasping
for
one breath
of
the promised
freedom
from
oppression
not
this
slaughter house
of
innocent souls
but
now
it’s
lights out
at
the border
detention center
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