New New Colossus Poem by Leon Agnew

New New Colossus



Give me some room
Shadowy figures
Worthless, ugly masses
Creeping cross my skin
Like dirty moths
Fluttering at the light
That is my mouth
Captors force open my jaws
Chained, I struggle
And you perpetual spiders
Lay eggs in my tongue
Black, brown, and yellow
Insects born of garbage
Filthy maggots
I dropp my lamp and flee
For safer shores.

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