Communication 198

Cross The T’s & Dot The I’s

transient lives

short stay syndrome

not a word spoken

no warm gesture

or token of kindness

inclusion is blindness,

you were born

to be replaced 

by every other

religion and race

first they must

erase safe sanctuary,

doing whatever

it takes to alienate me, 

it ain’t no fairytale 

or fantasy

it’s me against me

never knowing when

terror will rear its 

gruesome head,

you can’t escape

the pigpen

slaughter house rules

when downright fools

cross the T’s 

and dot the I’s