these minds that have escaped
& been condemned by so much
are now settling for my clumsy care.

how frightful the costs
to get me here; to get them here;
to clearly get us where we need to go.

how strong the duty-line,
the party line, the line that forms
nooses around, & of, ideologies.

how short the focused time between
each arriving, leaving & finding
of  final destinations &  graduations.

how can i be at this front
feeling so feeble but needing to proceed
with futile courage anyway?