A broken connection
A grief
A sense of misunderstanding
A hurt
A wish to be seen as precious
A wish to have valued more palpably
And arrived at the solidarity
That is all that may save us.
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We each hold part of the story
And many of us fire it from a self-erected moral high ground
Instead of meeting in wigwams on the plains
Where we might open to something more profound.
And hear the tale of a sense of betrayal
As well as that of attempting to govern
Then weave in my dream to go beyond the polarities
Of the northern expeditions
By the Number 10 key worker
Whose integrity is questioned
By his not staying southern.
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