Driving this vehicle of vengeance
The frame for this poem is the evil that humans perpetrate upon each other. Humanity has shown itself to be capable of performing great acts of evil. Also, the American war machine uses labels of “evil” as a means of dehumanizing the enemy. If our enemies are not human, then we are justified in our violence against them.
You sit, safely tucked away in your ghetto
of confusion. It’s not really a ghetto, is it?
It is more like an enclave. A place where
like minds congregate and plot their
evil deeds. Your deeds pile up against you
like prisoners in Abu Ghraib prison. Poor
dark hooded creatures with wires attached
to their testicles. In this case you suggest
that the ends justify the means. They are
terrorists and deserve the most vile treatments.
You did it all in the name of liberty and another
man dies with a bullet in his head. His sin was
violating society’s boundaries.
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