A Lament for No one’s children
No one’s children died the envoy implies
meaning the children of no one he knows died
When the truth is
No one’s children don’t know why minutes after they were born,
they were blown up by the envoy’s guys,
blasted from postnatal to postfatal
in milliseconds
But no one’s other children know why,
and they know that whilst the world stands by,
they too must die,
to make room for the children
and the children’s children of the great I am who I am.
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