HOW DO WE GET OUT OF HERE, OR, REALITY SHOW
What are we doing in this mess of forgetfulness
Ruled by sharp things
Baby girls in stiletto heels
We call it real.
What are we doing napping through war
We’ve lost our place in the order of kindness
Children are killing children
We call it real.
How do we get out of here
Smoke hole crowded with too much thinking
Too many seers and prophets
of prosperity
We call it real.
c Joy Harjo, Mekko Productions Inc.
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