Refugees

all refugees
standing at the traffic lights,
threading through the hostile cars,
staring with our almond eyes,
not allowed in certain bars,
we are all refugees,
drifting through doorways,
walking the streets,
seeking asylum,
safe from desease,
we are all refugees
wearing other peoples’s clothes
threading through cars motorbikes
wherewe going no one knows
subjects
we are all refugees
waiting.
no one.
no one believes
we are all refugee
yes we’re all refugees…