Citizen... Erased

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Cover image: Guilherme Stecanella on Unsplash.

Citizen... Erased

There was a connection between my country of residence

and my country of birth,

but that’s soon to be fractured.

Deal or no deal,

I’m out on a limb,

torn between two places

and two very different mental spaces.

If there can be an amicable split,

an agreement of land-divorce

maybe things won’t be too bad;

but if things get hostile,

if the talks break down...

what then?

Half my life in one,

half in the other,

what if they end up destroying each other?

Things can get heated,

words can be said without being weighed up,

weighed out,

and we all know how well that can end.

Not that I have ever felt at home in either one,

but if my mothership doesn’t get a move on

and take me away,

I really fear that my fate

will be caught up and that I will finally be

what I feel like I am -

a citizen... erased.


Submitted: December 17, 2020

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Mike S.

Fear's justified, Hull; excellent

Thu, December 17th, 2020 8:08pm

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Thank you, Mike.

Sun, December 27th, 2020 5:38am

JE Falcon aka JEF

Good poem, deeply felt I surmise. ... In The USA it's all the same for many. On my Mothers side; a Grandfather who's Father was from northern Ireland and a Mother from Holland, on my Father's side, Grandparents from Germany and England. --- The world is just one big mixing bowl, and the spoons have always been used by invasion and war; now it's all about migration and war.

Fri, December 18th, 2020 1:28am

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That's very true. I'm a mixture of English, Irish, Welsh and Spanish by ancestry. I was born in England but have spent half of my life in Ireland.

Sun, December 27th, 2020 5:38am

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