Peace to those
who are not safe
whose locked doors do not hold
whose words are given no meaning
but are taken for authority
to smash and enter and remove.
Peace to you
in your strange prisons,
pretty places
with well-meaning guards
who worry about wellness
— not their own! They are safe
But the prisoners!
They must be made well.
Or at least safe
behind these locked doors
That will hold.
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