Past The North Star
It is dangerous
In our homes,
On subway platforms,
On the roads,
And on the sidewalk.
Maybe we should become expatriates
And relocate to a more hospitable environment
Not just in a different country
But on a different planet.
There is no way
That we would be able to survive
This effort to get past the North Star,
But some of us may at least appreciate
The rare decency
Because a world
Treats all humans
The same way.