Spies Who Know No Lies

By Adele deRosset

Let me tell you a story in the form of a dream 
It is as horrible as it seems
Through their eyes we are seen as spies
Even though we told no lies  
We didn’t want to lose our way
So all we could do was obey 

We didn’t understand 
Apparently this isn’t “our land” 
Worn-out wishes 
We are tired 
The thought of getting out
Seems so far away 

What peace can a place like this impart?
With towers and fences with the jaws of a shark 
Foolishly-simply existing

Swirling sand stifling our breath 
Through storm and thunder we will remain 

Someday we'll be ok, someday 
When we stand on equal plane
When at last all is still
Our souls will fly glorious and free