DISPLACED.

Today we cared to dream,
we hit the road
seeking to redeem
what we once held.
the city was our destination
our leaders,our target.
resettlement was our mission
our future,our past is for what we went
we waved branches and shouted slogans
determination,i could feel it in the air,
from the aged to the very young ones.

and as we crossed the bridge,chanting,
they came, in their passats,rovers,and even a beamer!
and we shuffled our bare and cracked feet,walking.
we kept our distance,in fear
and awe, of their ready-mades,for they reeked of power
they kept their distance,for they couldn't bear
the stench of poverty,disease and hunger.
they talked,in smooth coaxing threats
"beseeching" us to go back,and wait
the government will do something,the cheats...
so here i am;on a log i sit.
in front of the torn tents.
inside,a child screams in hunger
"the IDPs and leaders discussed..."my AM screaches.
DISCUSSED???!jeez!..i spit in anger.
deep in me,the dream dies,
but the vision will painfully linger.