Borders

I’ve been walking around in a rage.

And not because of my age,

or because the dog peed

On the bedroom floor.

There’s more, much more.

Covid still stalks us.

Presidents play chicken.

Ukraine is a pawn

as the grim plot thickens.

Come what may;

No matter what they say;

Walls can’t keep the world at bay.

February 8, 2022

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