i.
The Concept of Homeland Security
is a damp firecracker
forgotten in the pocket
of old trousers
is a vow
of partial safety
is the malformed twin
of the Constitution
ii.
The Concept of Constitution
is a faded edition
tucked in a dim corner of the library
coated in dust and visible only
when the reading room is closed
is the vanished pride
of the Nation
iii.
The Concept of Nation
borders itself in forgotten land—
a stagnant puddle
from the last rainy season
trembles
as a dragonfly skims past
is the smudged oath
of Homeland Security
lingering among fallen leaves
whispers a final rustle
beneath a heavy boot
before dissolving into
blood-soaked soil

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