Lake district back then in the late 80's
because that's where the People were kept in hotels
by the INS. We on the pavement
looked up to the 2nd Story windows
where there were hands, face, shoulder, and gazes
we recognized as those of our people
or someone just like Me--Imprisoned
exile, refugee, tribe disbanded
by wars the U.S. supplied and sponsored.
So, no I don't get the Ronald Reagan
loveFest. He called up the The Cold War Designs
imprinted in Flesh of Democracy's
Rigor Mortis. See why Poets must Cry?