Borders

At the junction of courage and fear
are borders that segregate the mind.
Aching poverty that didn't know how to dream,
Oppressive opulence that didn't know what to dream.
Gunmen at checkpoints stopping the fetus of dreams.
Countries that tighten and loosen their borders
like the inspiration and expiration of vile utility:
taking in when they need and tightening up when chips are down.
Borders that suffocate mobility, motility -
with pores so small that humanity's side-lined must squeeze through,
but large enough to be tossed back to the other side with ease.
Borders to exclude not to include-
Borders along which to build walls and fences,
motes and trenches.