Saturday, 03 June 2017 08:29

Mud

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Mud

Mud      

by Susan Millar DuMars

 You did right to stay put.

We admire you.  You,

with your gun and your country.

Your children squat in the mud

they were made from.

We want to help you.

Those who ran, are still running,

they’re not noble.  Not solid.

They flit and flutter

from border to border

not knowing when they’re not wanted.

Imagination’s expensive.

They can’t afford it.

We’re sorry to mention,

but the mud their kids

are squatting in?

That’s our mud.

But you – we admire you

with your slingshot and your country.

Hold on please, we’re coming.

A promise is a promise.

Your war is important to us.

Please, hold the line.

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Susan Millar DuMars

Susan Millar DuMars is the author of four poetry collections, all published by Salmon Poetry.  The most recent, Bone Fire, appeared in 2016.