Be the Refugee

 

When dawn arrived finally
it was very plain to see
we had driven right off the map
and landed somewhere
in the midst of an abstract concept..

Standard points of reference
no longer made a difference
as all the freakish elements
we had previously shunned
now held dominion over us..

The bottom rung was our new residence..

Feeling the whip of brutal class prejudice

along with all the other unfortunates

who landed on this rock God forsaken..

If we ever manage to escape this wicked domain

and rotate our way back to our former station

maybe we will bring back with us a little tolerance

for those unfortunates hanging by a thread

on the short end of the fairness stick