A Doorless Prison

I am a citizen
Not worthy of my country
It throws me bombs
I respond with my feet
And shrapnel follow me.

My sky dark,
Panoplied with drones
Those dreams
Of mine broken and mixed
With the bounties that make
My stomach empty
And I'm running to where
I do not know.

I am a citizen
Not worthy of my country
I am a fugitive
I am a refugee
I am internally jumbled
I am eternally displaced.

I am waiting
Not sure what's up
In the air
For tomorrow when I
Shall realise there was a doorless prison
I simply walked in myself.

by Tony Adah

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