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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Carrying with me a halfhearted smile for the braver men than I. The men holding tightly to past perceptions, live or die. Suppose I whispered to 'em what I've heard through the metaphorical grapevines. Suppose I lent a hand. Would they take it as an opposition, a criticism perhaps? Carrying with me the burden of a thousand dark secrets and I can't even talk about it. In the midst of a patriotic funeral. In the midst of a best friend itching to climb the first military branch he can find. To join forces with the Yes Sir, No Sir mentality. To ride shotgun with the Everything You Tell Me is True assumption. And so who am I to question it... the lowly pawn of this game? Instead I did nothing letting it all burst into silent flame As Open Rebuke gave way to Secret Love We said goodbye to the Olive Branch and the Dove What exactly are we doing when we label justifications to the lapels of the handmade uniforms, "I will fight for YOUR nation with a willingness to lay down my life for a higher cause." Yeah, freedom isn't free, but it for sure ain't what it used to be... Before technology wrapped it's all encompassing fingers around society, indeed the tables were turned. If hostile takeover was your ultimate goal you didn't need hundreds of thousands of men fighting for you with heart and soul. With blades shining, horses galloping, and sieges laying waste to the villages. Because of our Lightning Bolt Communication, and our undying trust for the Order of Things. Because of our Technological Overkill, and our eagerness to unravel the Tapestries of Our Existence. Because we climbed too damn far this time, unaware and uncaring of what was Left Behind. Yeah, you don't need massive armies for your hostile takeover. Just a few precious people in key positions, commanding the grunts below you, with a single pinpointed destiny to DESTROY! "Yes sir, no sir! We fight for the Good of Humanity, sir!" But what in the world do I know? Lacking field experience, bathing in the never-ending shower of omnipotence. I still carry with me that halfhearted smile; that relentless indifference for the men living and dying for the sake of me. For those that fight for a time way back when that no longer exists. I still meander through the metaphorical grapevines, both craving and hating at what I might find. Cause I know most won't comprehend it. I'll be the Judge, the Critic and the Enemy. I won't dare express such hopeless negativity. I'll carry with me the burden of a thousand dark secrets... cause no one is ready to accept Truth's hand. I'll keep it to myself and no one else because everyone knows.... I'm... Too... Young... To... Understand...
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