digital art: ralph murre
Offspring of Sedition
by Jan Oskar Hansen
In narrow streets between factories that
had never been adorned by paint, as though
out of grey walls they came, silent children
of a different and darker world.
Don’t speak to them, my brother said, they are
foreigners and enemies of the country, a by-
product of a lost army and treasonous women
who are outcasts forever.
Where the street widened to a square, near
The clear blue, unpolluted sea, there was
sunlight and the unspeakable children slunk
back into damp walls not to be seen again.
~ previously published in Cracks in the Mirror (cyberwit)