in my country
there are no bomb alert notices in train stations
packages can only be gifts
in my country
there are no old homeless ladies who nap away
the daylight hours in empty churches
in my country
there are no dark-faced youths at Burger King
who pretend to forget your order
no ruts to lodge suitcase wheels
no heel-eating gravel paths, no bland Chinese food
no gay pride marches, no busking beggars
in my small country
there are none of the things
and more
