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Sunday, September 16, 2012

REFUGEES



REFUGEES

He sat at the table with unwanted guest,
With the bowls and the kettles around him,
But that didn't account for the sheriff's amount
For the law didn't begin to astound him.

No matter the number who hid 'neath his feet,
No matter the armies surrounding,
The host thought it funny and laughed to himself
For his confidence was astounding.

The national freedom had taken its leave
Like a stowaway lying in a lifeboat,
But he buttered his bisquit with his weapon of choice
And was already wearing his trenchcoat.

When the time was just right, past the hours of light,
He buttered the sheriff's entrails,
And just he alone led a hundred away
To the ship of the night with black sails.

They followed the course that their freedom had gone,
Despair but a memory behind them,
And when the ship docked amidst crowds shouting cheers,
The seafarers didn't seem to mind them.


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