Poem: Jakarta Child Asleep

breathing asleep ,sandwiched head on back of dad in front
cars truck and buses shiting their dirty breath
young eyelids closed protecting sight from the chafing whizzing wind
mum’s arms circle child and husband heading home one among the swarm
one hit from the monsters that rule the road, child will wake but grazed or broken by asphalt
not enough squeazed weary at work, the journey home no less a risk.

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