Woe is Me. Woe is Us.

With the release of this year's story about refugees, (in part) I offer up this poem, which was written in late 2018.

I think it speaks for itself.

Spotlight to me

Welcome to the reinforced

Justifications

Of a suburban/urban lifestyle

With its exaggerated persecutions

And its trivial transgressions

Its play-acting martyrdom

And back strapping faux symbolisms.

Mirroring a supposed horror

Which few can relate

Or respect the depths

Of its true origins.

Justify thy existence

Thy lightweight complaints

Made heavy via exaggeration

The ‘Much ado about nothing’ moans

Hollow tantrums and cat ‘o’ nine tails

Victimisation.

Yeah, I’ll cry too

And make no change

As the currency of pity

Yields more gravitas than responsibility.

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