The merchants of war but I love the world
issue decrees, how it used to be when
sycophants plot lightning bugs shimmered
to poison the trees. in the evening breeze.
Desaparecidos never disappear- but Las madres come together
these erstwhile enemies the names of children live
figure in the fear of the newly in their fingers in their eyes
minted junta-the vicious never cease. In their lips where songs arise.
Final solution to the but When Antigone rises
problem that never was to let her brother rest
with the graveyard of the living death cannot dim
Beelzebub thinks he’s won. the cause of righteousness.
Anne's mediocre poetry 