Separated - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Separated

Herded into an austere room,
They are told they have
To perform a solemn duty
On behalf of their country.

No room for discussion,
Just non-negotiable commands
To do as they’re told
By supposed superiors.

They are expeditiously
Separated into groups:
Those who will follow,
And the dissenters.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer