puffed
up from fifty years ago
like
a wake & speech that never end
regurgitated
back
to life
just
to grab those last couple foundational illusions
obedience
& authority
then
to polish the buttons on the uniforms
one
more time
for
another war cloaked in the rhetoric
like
'we have no alternative'
but
to soldier on
and
protect the oil fields
for
future generations
with
the vast deserts of the inferno
where
the abyss will rise up and find
the
silent majorities
---
e b bortz
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