Orbit - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Orbit

He chokes up when
The flag appears or
A certain maudlin song plays,
Chauvinism welling inside him,
Wiping away unrelated tears,
Experiencing feelings
Conspicuously absent
When he’s administering
Merciless beatings
To the victims in his orbit.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer