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Birds will have Dominion
When I Take Swallow Form
by Jim Pascual Agustin


Bureaucrats tell me I am no longer
a citizen of my country of birth. My papers
prove my umbilical cord is now tied
to a distant border post.

To stay as long as I want
in my mother’s house, to look
for the crayon sketches I had scarred
on the walls of my old room
would be a violation of a national decree.

With special rubbers they have erased
my footprints on the roads I used to roam,
filed away all records of my life
under: ALIEN.

An ambassador friend says it’s all my fault,
pledging allegiance to another country,
but that it’s cheap and easy
to repurchase citizenship.

I wonder if I can get one
slightly used.

© Jim Pascual Agustin

 

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