digital art: ralph murre
Offspring
of Sedition
by Jan Oskar Hansen
In
narrow streets between factories that
had
never been adorned by paint, as though
out
of grey walls they came, silent children
of
a different and darker world.
Don’t
speak to them, my brother said, they are
foreigners
and enemies of the country, a by-
product
of a lost army and treasonous women
who
are outcasts forever.
Where
the street widened to a square, near
The
clear blue, unpolluted sea, there was
sunlight
and the unspeakable children slunk
back
into damp walls not to be seen again.
~
previously published in Cracks in the
Mirror (cyberwit)
