Social Justice Poetry

Displaced | A Social Justice Poem by Ren-Ren P. Montano

We are famished;
the menu: shrapnel
served two ways.
We once lived in peace;
but sown through arms
are the seeds of fear.
We are orphans — born from
the eternal union of
bloodshed and death.
We are natives;
what we call home
is this necropolis.

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