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Border-lie
A border is a line drawn in the sand
Constantly shifting if you have time to see
A personality is a borderline ebbing
Time ceaselessly flowing us away
One side unreachable as the far shore
The other, all that is good, so secure
Righteousness is our scarlet letter
Which side am I on today without a center?
Without a tether my territory dissolves
The shifting sand erases my lines
Nations are defined by treaties and borders
The other side infidels wanting harm
Good people never go to the edge
Soldiers and the depressed are conscripted
We with our life line stretched to breaking
We, the few, dig another line in the sand
We with guns and the other with party favors
They beguile us with spirits and Camels
They say it’s always Christmas in the trenches
They say give us a smoke and spam
In return, they’ll give us a light and relief
Above us the constellations laughing
We down below make cat's cradles
The planets and stars party hard regardless
When the full moon descends we’ll battle
We draw lines in the dark thinking we're Alamo
The children of Eve know no celebration
We all have work to do after the last drink
So, I’ll man my guns hoping for another meter
You shall not cross this borderline
But I’m the infidel and the righteous
We draw borders around the globe
We draw a line between us and them
Whether we are Axis or Allies
Here is Africa and the Continent
Between me and the better me is me
Without borders I am whole
With a line, I divide me from me
So, I draw a circle in the sand
And the dunes outside laugh
Sandstorms are ignorant of lines
I’ll then draw a circle large enough
Enough to hold both hemispheres
Hoping space will respect my space
Till only the edge of the universe is left
Outside its borders is the unknown
In time I’ll have no borders
Copyright ©
Triny Xiang
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