tearing petals off a daisy

i heard what he had to say

and it hasn't even been a year

but i remain here

not sure if it's night or day

tearing petals off a daisy

growing restless and increasingly lazy

and as i slept

promises were not kept

indeed, my bath is cold

i'm feeling old

sleeping 

weeping

sometimes i'm peeping

over the border wall

there is an iron urinal

in an old white church

and from my cell

i can hear the refugees stomp and yell

looking for a place of their own:

for awhile it would remain unknown

ready to believe anything

sitting on an empty swing

set up on the west wing lawn

i'm waiting for a brighter dawn

ready to see

doors open 

the children set free

i heard what he had to say

and it hasn't even been a year

but i remain here

not sure if it's night or day

tearing petals off a daisy

growing restless and increasingly lazy

and as i slept

promises were not kept

indeed, my bath is cold

i'm feeling old

sleeping

weeping

sometimes i'm peeking

over the border wall

there is an iron urinal

in an old white church

and from my cell

i can hear the refugees stomp and yell

looking for a place of their own:

for awhile it would remain unknown

ready to believe anything

sitting on an empty swing

set up on the west wing lawn

i'm waiting for a brighter dawn

ready to see

doors open 

the children set free