Duty

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My allegiance

Is not to leaders,

Not to gods,

Not to nations,

But to life.


Keep your lectures on honor.

Your prattling 

Tomes on patriotism.

Do not speak such words

If by them you mean

Sacrificing lives for

The profits of a few.

By which you mean

Killing, preferably, 

"Other" peoples,

Any whom you

Choose to bomb,

 And grow rich 

Replenishing

Spend munitions.


Direct your corrupt and

Idle words

To whose who still

Grow ears for them.

Do not shout in mine.


These are my conditions:

 I will not live by 

Empty assemblages of words.

I will not bow to liars,

As though untutored.

I will not be spiritually neutered.


I hear your false speeches,

 I can't take them seriously.

Rather, I attend

What pure hearts know,

Not what the evill

Would convince us of,

That there are any higher truths 

Than Love.


You presidents and kings,

You poets of the flag,

You wordsmiths of "duty,"

I watch you vomit propaganda,

 I witness the gift of language

 Degraded, used, 

 Brutalized.

You are little

In my eyes.


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