Diaspora
No refuge here
Just bitter cheer
Search now in vain
Kind words said plain
Cliques and cliches
Odd word croquet
Islands of stress
A savvy mess
Not much for laughs
Broken mad stuff
Loss that now pokes
Sad burden yokes
Once a big tribe
Scattered once ripe
Not much to say
A wind-blown way
Leon Enriquez
07 June 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT
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