poetry by j matthew waters

we don’t belong here

there is much to fear
but the thought is fleeting
for there is much to do
such as renaming islands
or teaching children
a new language

forces around the world
gain momentum
destroying anything
in their path
—years later a second wave ensues
[the reconstruction phase]
villages slowly reappearing
vegetation taking root
from the ashes

august two thousand twenty-two
copyright j matthew waters
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