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Spitting on the Boots of Political Propaganda

Fires of human hatred
illuminate the sky in a haze
of orange-red chaos
and black smoke, like the black hearts
that order such destruction
And when brother protects brother
yet no one's there to protect the other
who really wins if both sides lose?

When lies are the stones
cast into waters of our society
we all feel the effects and
no one is immune.

Think before you act upon
those conditioned commands, handed
out like you were dogs in some political Pavlovian experiment.
Think. Speak. Act. but don't wait to react.
Hear. See. Listen.
But by God, you better question
the absolute value of those Truths.
Ask the question of the Zen believers--
but don't wait for the answer to arrive.

We have the freedom to speak. to think.
Don't hesitate to set your voice free.
Being "All You Can" is just a command,
a nice way of saying "You're mine. My marionettes, my puppets
that I can control with a simple twist of my hand."

Defend your place, your space--
but don't ever forget:
when the fires consume all they can
and the smoke and debris are
cleared from the desert sand
you'll still be yourself with a few more medals to your name and
a thousand memories of destruction
that you'll eventually have to face.
"Dulche et decorum est pro patria morti"--
only if you fully understand the morality, mortality
of what that means.
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