A poet, who dreamed of safety,
A place for all. Welcomed,
if it were only this easy

We question with intensity
What brings you here?
A murmur felt throughout society

These too shall pass through
A cry out to the masses
Stepping over her, him, me, you

Who stays, who goes,  somebody move
Leadership I lacking, pitiful
Eventually, we all lose

A portal, a melting pot for dreams
Less different, more in common
Weakening amongst transition,  it seems

Poet to poet we ache similarly
Left to decide, no one left behind
And yet, now,  is America suffering?

– Learning –  

a collection of photos and poems