“Go home,” the mighty Christians say from their soapbox of indignities our taxes too high we need to slay those who’d deny our vanities ~ Embarrassing ignorance happily displayed hatred in torrents intelligence delayed ~ Maybe it’s the distance from Emma’s creed begetting an entranced and ugly breed ~ “Your tired, your hungry” sentenced to crawl back to Central America; “Mexico” while goodness & ignorance resort to brawl to kindergarten a few will go ~ They will go to your schools learn lessons well they’ll know all the rules that armies can't quell ~ And lo many, many years hence you’ll stare from old window blind having forgotten hate’s energy spent beg beautiful leaders, “please be kind” ~ Meanwhile: The New York Times’ headlines scream Armies of children Armed only with dreams