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Homeland Security (Free verse) by Lenore
Itâs about survival
a primitive sense of safety,
well protected,
and weâre ready, armed
inside our fortress
by the TV
angered and anxious
breathing slowly,
taking it all in
as if we were, for now,
the only people on earth
Who must see
What others wont,
Who know
What has been hidden,
Who are waiting
silently, to take action
through chaos, the inevitable
product
of social order,
turned so far
from truth,
wide eyed, but
seeing nothing, miss
the signs of coming danger.
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