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POEM: While We’ve Still Got Borders

While We’ve Still Got Borders

There shouldn’t be countries at all.
There are, though, so for now
one of those countries should be Palestine
and none of them should be Israel.
You can’t build your home
on the ruins of the homes you’ve stolen.
(I’m not immune to irony. I know where I live.)
In the end the borders will be washed away.
Probably literally.
It won’t be Pangaea.
It will just be what’s left.
A few of us, scattered across the landscape,
watching the vines reclaim our achievements.
For now, though, there should be Palestine.

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26 January 2025
Charlottesville VA

Published in My poems Poem-A-Day 2025 Poetry

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