At the Gate

At the gate they ask

for your union card.

They ask for a fact sheet.

You must have it in writing.

At the border.  At the

red sign take warning.

Language may be spoken.

I know, you know, he she it.

But what, says the crow

standing guard.  Sweep

the doorway once a day.

Wait for your name

to be called.  Wait

for the sky to change.