Red dots multiply on maps.
A new border is dispatched.
A kid holds up a cardboard moon

but the system
chows it down
and spits out stars.

How can we, still,
scapegoat an entire mass.
After

all –

God is dominant in the press conference.
As he stammers the media
translates His words into a plight

for genocide.
Each dead child is a headline.
New money kneels politely

as a drone and a prayer
trade places
in the sky.