Wrong Time
caught in the midst of armed insurrection
refugees headed in wrong direction
milling about amid a mass shooting
walking the streets where people are looting
driving your car through the wrong neighborhood
saying aloud the dictator's no good
vulnerable amid a pandemic
target of politicians' polemic
despite race or religious persuasion
hard to outrun a non-stop invasion
makes no difference how well-intended
whereabouts will be that which is mentioned
not always easy to avoid the crime
of being in the wrong place at wrong time
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