it is the fate
of living things
to grow––
it is the fate
of human beings
to care––
bullets tear the flesh
of the innocent––
blood seeps into the ground
& the gun people
will not open their
arms to share
the grieving
the brexit people
own an investment
in the past––
they’re boiled by
the present &
demand the future
to leave their shores
the progress &
the technology gods
have been consumed
by fear
what does it mean
to lose your humanity?
to no longer
grow––
to no longer
care?