Evolution of the outlaw by vaggabondd
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As a young man
He dreamed dreams
Of war and peace
Brainwashed that if you could kill enough
Then there would have to be harmony
There was no such thing
As shades of gray
He saw everything in black and white
If you weren’t with us
You were wrong
Pride overrode truth
He believed that patriotism
Meant you never questioned
If you didn’t follow blindly
You were a traitor
But as the big clock ticked
And he saw friends die
Children running in fear
Mothers crying in the streets
He tried to figure out
For what
Because they believed differently
Or because they were sitting
On top of minerals we wanted
He watched us give weapons
To people that we hated
Because they hated other people
We hated more
Baffled by why it took a week
To get water to people stranded
By Katrina
When we can bomb any country in the world
In a hour if we wanted too
Could it be because the stranded
Were so poor
They could never donate
To the rich who make those decisions
Now the young man
Is a old man
And he refuses to fall in line
To follow blindly
His patriotic friends
Call him Judas
Because he refuses to kiss the cheek
Of the condemned
Condemned by geography
Patriotism means you judge situations
By where you are from
It has nothing to do with the truth
It’s sad
The man crying
Trying to figure out
How we got here
Is the outlaw
Hello everyone this one is one of my longer poems but I believe it is true. Thanks for your support and for your friendship
Randy
Comments (14)
Excellent writing Randy.
Yep...but when you stop and think about it, Patriotism is just a fancy word for 'national incest' and for some reason that's acceptable. I like the directions this poem takes, the wonderful truths: (isn't it also interesting that traitors are necessary for the existence of patriots and messiahs: without kissing traitors, the actions we venerate wouldn't have come into being. Hmmm...surely I can't be the only one who sees that.) I like this a lot, and it reminds me of my favorite Frank Herbert quote. In an interview, (and in a few author commentaries concerning his Dune universe and other stories) he stated: "Power does not corrupt; instead, power attracts corrupt people. and I find it telling that it's the people who consider themselves powerful are the people who say that there is a need for patriotism. Patriotism does nothing but divide. I love the way you point that out, while showing us the progression of one person's growth. I'm glad I read this.
bonjours!
Ur feelings seem to be the same as mine so we must be much alike i like the words u picked for this poem very good stuff here my friend.
nice how about putting some of that INTO FINDING A JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL. FROM YOUR FREIND RICK(THE NON BLEEDING HEART LIBERAL)
Very elegant and informative poem one of your best
still looking for work myself randy, hope something comes your way right away. love the poetry.
Marvelous writing Randy, very informative indeed, superb work as usual!
Wonderful work, Randy!
Looking for a 10 and more to rate, I met the censorship limited to 5. Could you imagine this ? ;-)
Its a story as old as ancient Greece, Randy. Greed and arrogance. And a tradition of young men and women dying to satisfy the egos of old men. Outstanding poem and never more truthful.
wonderful looking
AMAZING!!!!!
Outstanding !