Are we not ourselves author of this dilemma?
The collective calls forth conflict
to arms, my brothers, to arms
take up your sword-pen to wage war
against the bullets of rage.
Young men borne of a sorry philosophy and sour sorrow,
inoculated from youth with hatred for the other
How is it those who have sinned the most and suffered least are the more aggrieved?
What good is this pondering meditation from a native son of the American nation still washing the stains of his ancestors sins with words, words, words, when words have become so perverted?
Just asking.