Please leave your house immediately.
Do not call it a home.
This is our home not yours.
Security demands it.
Always, always, security.
Our security.
Take nothing, ask nothing.
Stand over there, against the rubble, where
you belong. All young men, come with us.
You may not see your families again.
No saying goodbye or hugging.
We have suffered too much
thanks to everyone
but you are the only ones we can touch.
Don’t give us any trouble.
-from Transfer (American Poets Continuum) by Naomi Shihab Nye
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