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Election Eve Poem

In Uncategorized on November 8, 2012 at 9:43 am

You rabblement. 

Who answered the call of a thousand filthy posters
on darkened lampposts
In Peking and Manchester
In Berlin and Minsk.

Railroad Jobs!!!

You rabblement.

Who followed your uncles and cousins
On icy grey seas to Tammany’s City
Only to end up sewing buttons on dresses 
from dark to dark. 
Your enemies: fire and locked doors.

You rabblement.

To speak of it, to think of it.
Lined up in the hull of ships. 
Yes, like sardines. Fatigued silence.
Shocked by waking up alive. 

You rabblement.

Who offered nothing to a new nation.
But yourselves. 


Mark Krone
November 6, 2012


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