When death could come round the corner

*WHEN DEATH COULD COME ROUND THE CORNER*

And you would like to scream!
But no sound can escape your throat,
Retained there,
By “Bienseance”,
A smile, on your face should always be!
For others…
One cannot put them into uneasiness!
Torn,
Afraid,
Fearing, may be!
Tears streaming down your velvet skin,
Salted taste,
On your lips…
Guts, fighting inside!
Which way out?
Where to turn?
To whom confide?
The only category,
Which welcomes every one!
Afro, Asians, Caucasians,
Barbarians,
Presbyterians,
Polynesians,
Americans,
Carthesians,
Politicians…
No need to present your ID card,
But only your social security number.
Cold, metal, in your skin,
Green sheets,
Red blood!
White uniforms!
A differant YOU!

Caroline Caux-Evans copyright JULY 2010 17th

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