Uninsured, his world shrunk
to a couch, TV tray, remote control,
and a short haul to the privy,
watching the Auschwitz commemoration,
he sees thirty presidents and prime ministers
vowing “Never again”.
In Darfur, airborne bombs set fires,
while candles are lit in the safety
of the “Never again” ceremony.
Heels spur horses that arrived
tethered behind laden camels
so they would be fresh.
Fresh mounts to use at the end
of a journey to a village well
so the boys of Janjaweed
can have another
productive day
at the office.
Candles burn in a green freshly mown area
that once was nothing but rails and dust.
Fresh barbed wire has symbolically
replaced the rusted original fences.
Blood in the dust and ashes
replace a village, again.
