Aylan lies face down, Poetry by Angelina Llongueras

WILDsound Festival

Genre: Rhyme, Thriller

Aylan lies face down by Angelina Llongueras

Aylan lies on the ground
face down,
the sea
has delicately poised him
on the beach,
right where the sand
and the water meet,
only a bucket missing
at his feet
for him to build a castle
in the delicate evening sun.

Aylan lies face down.

Mme Lagarde is happy
he has not outlived
the age where pensions
cease to be cost efficient
for those that, like her, rob them,

and suck the blood and flesh
of sweet «cheap» children
from «cheap» countries
scourged and devastated
by outsourced armies
made of private thugs
to avoid restitutions,
children placed,
like a satanic offer,
to her feet, so she can take a bath
made of their fragile delicacy,
and feel rejuvenated,
like that Hungarian countess
of the middle ages.

Aylan lies face down,
sleeping the infinite sleep,
together with his Syrian family,

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