The Night and the Cold
       

Torturers with happy faces,
You've made the prisoner strip naked
And stand strung with electric wires
Like a lone Christmas tree
In a department store window
Next to a family warming itself
Around a fake fireplace,
Wild-eyed men and women,
Huddled in dark doorways,
Stuff your clothes with more newspaper,
The night will he long and cold.

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