Psonnets of Friendship
Paper Labyrinth

These immigrants have journeyed from their land
into strange streets and stranger strangers' ways,
too slowly going with the flow to blaze
another pioneer's trail into our grand
and great society, where we demand
so witheringly with skyscraping gaze
that they negotiate along this maze
and slay the Minotaur with pen in hand.
But whether emperors of Byzantine
bureaucracies may look up from their things,
some see souls citizens would leave unseen,
and offer services without the strings,
and lead these laborers through labyrinthine
and desert crossings to the courts of kings.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org