When Planets Align

In the vast, unbroken sky, Planets converge—ancient witnesses To the cracking whip, To families bound and broken. Handcuffed and herded, They are ushed into waiting planes, Not to join the stars, But to detention centers, Their futures deported. Under the brittle moonlight,shadows move--hunters and hunted. Feet drag, heavy with miles,heavy with stories That no one … Continue reading When Planets Align

…Oink Oink…

They must be Orwellians Oinking their way to destroy The house of the unsuspected. Even the letter “M”, the thirteenth In the line-up of alphabet  Yielding power on the fulcrum—left/right Is afraid to precede the “oink” For the word becomes pointless. Hollow words should be extinct, But not in this uncertain climate, They keep on … Continue reading …Oink Oink…