Reflections

 

If you are morrow
stitched along the marrow,
will you carry me in your barrow,
even if the road is narrow?

If you are a sparrow
with eyes so sharp like arrow
will you not make me a bracero
under the Egyptian Pharaoh?

If I take you back to the days of holocaust,
in the guise of low cost
on a locus
will you not trample the corpses by avoiding locusts?

If I take you to the days of colonisation
when there was absolute segregation
with no iota of generalisation
will you stop, think and make reflections?