Who's Who

Such an ugly word that is, pejorative, yet
Lacking any meaning. I'm a terrorist?
What, pray tell, does that make me?
Do I kill off or jail my foes? Do my goons
Monitor each street? Is my sort treated
With respect, or do the drooling masses
Wave their little plastic flags and shout
Approval as you send your troops to
Kill us, and our wives and kids? Do states,
Then, never practice terror? Let's agree
To say they don't, but also say that those
Who save their own by killing soldiers
And police, and, sometimes, laying waste
To little droolers waving plastic flags,
Should not receive that name. All's fair
In war, somebody said, and power's not
An antiseptic. If I am a terrorist, that's surely
What you are.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-11-21 at 02:09

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