Memory and Rage
Justin – time moves. Even
Somalian immigrants settle
on the rising Canadian shield.
There’s a traffic jam
on the Highway of Heroes.
Ducks are dead in oil sand effluence.
Vancouver/Toronto drown in drug wars.
And you want to honour volunteers.
Perhaps they’re watching
an aging parent die neglected
in a hospital bed at the end
of an unswept hallway. Perhaps
they’re driving downtown
in a GM product. Perhaps they’re
shopping on line for sex dreams
or leaving for Cuba in March.
Perhaps they’re unemployed
and waiting at a food bank.
Selling a house they’ve been in
since their children were born.
Perhaps they’re learning the lyrics
to a new protest song – watch us
watch us watch us watch us.