Flawed father of my tribe,
We had to step aside and huddle
In the restrooms’ corridor
When you shuffled into
The courtroom.

For days until now
We’ve been hit by wave upon wave
And never saw the ocean :
A jungle in the water held us down
To drown under the federal gaze.

Please know I downloaded today
The Send2Corrections app
And put 300$ in your commissary.
It cost as much as they may charge
The destitute for a beating heart.

It took ten attempts, until I figured out
Breathing spaces between
Your registration number
And each of your family names
Needed to disappear.

Image credit : Manuel Esteve Guerrero