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Win, Win, Lose, Lose (Free verse) by Dovina

A bioengineered nation, top-heavy with old, longevity treatments sold, replenishes its labor force with cheap service, jobs for young poor. Win-win Immigrants come and remain stubbornly foreign, unspeakably Spanish, unchangeably Muslim, un-American. Win-lose Neglecting to die, the old work on, suppressing the young, insulting the immigrants, demanding cheap service, unnaturally alive. Lose-lose

pete 22-Jun-07/11:46 PM
wow, Dovina; must be yr most powerful poem yet ... tho must admit I've skipped over quite a few;... just a thought... the end i found flat because the symmetry so obviously demanded it; ... I'da skewed it a bit, ... like win, who needs it..or .loss is lost or something; ... but then then....you know;.it's yr poem :-),I'm more of an imperfectionist




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