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Published: 2009-11-14 03:13:44 +0000 UTC; Views: 314; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 0
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Description Who are we,
you ask
We are those you dissociate,
Dismiss,
and disregard
You look at us with upturned noses
As condescension closes,
the gap
Between your arrogance and ignorance
Who are we, you ask
We are the sick, tired, poor you have sworn to take in,
But we came over on no ship through disease and turbulent sea
Yet we are still checked at the door,
and given names,
we neither want nor need
Are we a life,
a blood,
a pulse,
or a breed?
No,
more than anything
We are young and we are angry
We have different names and faces
But we share many things
And what are we,

if not the tailors of frayed thread,
believing things can be new again
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Comments: 1

aEstHeticMourn [2009-11-27 19:39:54 +0000 UTC]

we have given ourselfs names and numbers...but we've forgot that we are humans

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