who knows Louen Lun?
you hypocrites
sentenced him to a dead home
he never knew
this country of lurid ideals
slapped my face
over his
so we'd forget where
you hid the body

who knows Louen Lun?
another human made in transit
between places that won't
belong to him
another colorful scrap
caught between
perfect
white
teeth
waiting to be gnashed into
excrement
or the vomit of the week

who knows Louen Lun?
can the bluest eye discern
his mere existence
obscured by the soft
productive
intelligent
Biblically-named
articulate
buttery glow of my chinky face?
which Jesusland scripture
should he invoke
to be upgraded from refugee
to human race?

who knows Louen Lun?
while you bird brains bark
about money
and big fucking beautiful walls
I wonder
do you care about those left out
or do you just want to be loud?

04/25/2016

Author's Note: .

Posted on 04/26/2016
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