A life of deprived misery lends itself
readily to the impoverished downtrodden
of an ignorant, militant and indigent class
to be complicit in readiness to demonstrate
to the world at large their impassioned
support of their very own oppressors;
foreign benefactors they may be, as
opposed to home tormentors, but unity
is paramount, so 'Kill The Enemy!' prevails.
A tyranny that restricts basic human
rights for those it oversees, is still
capable of manipulating the marginalized
by appealing to their tribal instincts in
defiant threats to presumed outside
usurpers of sovereignty. The sovereign
dignity of the homeland paramount.
The masses, whose needs are ignored
and whose debilitated existence is of
no concern to their dictators, yet prove
to be immensely useful when their
righteous ire and religious sensibilities
are turned in wrath against an outer,
non-tribal source which, in sympathy with
their beggarly plight offer aid seen to be
delivered by their own ruling elite.
The realpolitik of the grimy street
soiled with the accumulated waste of
dire neglect and misfortune is easily capable
of instilling pride of nation and fond
tradition in a misbegotten caste intimately
familiar with plague, pestilence and
starvation redolent of their heritage.
And from the lisping lips of children
is orchestrated venomous belligerence,
and diabolical curses as they course
along a capital's thoroughfare, hoisting
aloft the flag of defiance, chanting
"Death to the Enemy", naming foreign
countries whose humanitarian aid has
prolonged their lives but whose very own
governments have blatantly taken credit.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Their Divined Due
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