bury us today
by the toll gate
or wherever we fell
to the bullets fired into our backs.
don’t leave our entrails
splattered on the tarmac.
bury us today
below the pavement
where we can continue
to sing our songs of hope
and feel the vibration
of a thousand tyres
reminding us you are still there.
bury us today
by the toll gates
beside where the tellers sit
so we can touch
each note and each receipt
and transmit to you
the reason for our death.
bury us today
by the toll gates
where you pass everyday
we too will pay
our ghostly tolls
to the hands that murdered us
and hear the cries that mourned us.
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