26 May 2021
Lawrence Hall
Mhall46184@aol.com
https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/
poeticdrivel.blogspot.com

                        Ellis Island, Ellis Island, Ellis Island

Oh, don’t bother us with Ellis Island
Some of our DNA were fishing from the sand bar
When our other DNA came paddling up the creek
With flags and guns and swords and bibles and stuff

We were killing each other in the woods
Before you lot ever got off the boat
And landed on the wharves that we had built
(When we weren’t killing each other)

And still everything is a mess, that’s true -
But now that we’re all here, what will we do?