Candles Will Never Look The Same by Jane Fuller

Light a candle for

Afolabi, Mahmoud, Billy, Ishtar

and the nameless

taking up too little space to be noticed.

 

Light a candle for the ones

who attended to the rules,

trusting in the sanctuary

of their new-found homes.

 

Light a candle for this wick

forced into corrupted wax

now whisps of smoke

across the skyline.

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