The Line

Once a child
Saw a flower
In a garden
She stole
Stolen flower
The line was crossed
Small child
Laughed off now
Our humanity
We join the others
Who ding a door
And leave no note
Who walk by
The man sitting
Who has no home
And leave no cash
Our humanity
Allows
We walk away
From the accident
Others are
Already there
How can I help
We say
Our humanity
Is common

Our escape

We hear screaming

In the night

We do

Not

Want

To

Be

Involved

Human

We

Are

Burning

The house

Who will

Save

Us?

Are

We

Human

Enough

The line was crossed

Can we cross

Back

To be human

Again

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