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Bleached Bones

Desert heat cuts no quarter. Ever. Blanched white sky deceitful promises of ‘the American way’ – “Bring us your tired, your hungry, your poor . . .” We lied. They come. We build higher walls – They come. We shoot to [accidently] kill. They come. Vigilante groups patrol the border. With guns. They come. Two gallons of water for a family of eight on foot. 97 miles. 126 °. They come. The president allocates millions to stem the tide - Homeland Security and all that rot. They come. 40 illegal aliens choked into the back of a locked van, left in the desert by devouring human smugglers who abscond with life savings. Still they come. Just for the . . . possibility. Two college students indicted by the federal government [despite public outcry] for administering aid and assistance and transporting illegal aliens for medical treatment. God must surely be trembling with rage.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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