first,
i am a citizen of this planet,
documented and archived.
a fingerprint smudged on a glass scanner,
a ghost in the satellite's gaze,
a number in the cold,
silent server.

i am citizen of this country
market poker empire.
who is playing chess are the real rulers.
they move us,
the pawns,
with quiet hands,
on a board we are not allowed to see.
their laws are written in algorithms,
their borders drawn in data streams.

am i citizen to another country?
no!
their flags are just different colors of cloth,
their anthems,
just other tunes for the same march.

i am where i am.
this breath is my passport.
this heartbeat,
my only sovereign currency.
the sun does not ask for my papers;
the moon rises without checking my visa.

i am a fact that cannot be filed.
a truth that erased its own barcode.
i do not need even to talk about.
the silence is my declaration.