Para Is Able

…as she partakes in real time drama her legs shot to pieces by foreign pursuit Kin and friends have chipped in for wooden crutches much easier to avoid land mines in any case and thus she seems content A satellite dish towering over the ruble projects a shiny world of alien domination doubles up as a parasol in the scorching sun The screen is vivid and livid with many a persona non-grata and the stigma of Kain’s recurring news adorning foreheads of gory glory She cannot forget and must remember to pass on the baton and story to her descendants and she is lucky to have born two children despite the sucked-up fact that she feels little below the floor of pelvic give and take By law of statistics comprehending her dire situation Para is quite normal because walking legs come as a premium and so she forgives and hopes that her son will not join the militia and her daughter can bear the cross in dignity…