I helped anger build a wall, a nation’s length and five kilometres tall.
Lugging bricks in a wheelbarrow to where lines in compassion were drawn,
and a border of brawn would loom.
I conscripted those intended to be outlawed at a later date,
arbitrarily assigned binary identity,
one and zeros of the
I had insecurity deface Heaven and man its gates, fully armed.
I sought to expel agents of Hell but only found them in myself,
character assassins in wait.
I let bitterness be barbed wire, self-preservation’s snipers
repel children just like mine,
supremacy’s sirens poison south horizons with
the sound of divide.
I let vindictiveness fly like vultures, culture of fear circling
overhead, picking on the corpses
dead suns hold