I cannot bring myself to subscribe
To that which you espouse.
I am a choking victim
In a strangler's culture.
Debutants and Dilettantes,
With faces like a crucifix.
I want a promise of a tomorrow
With no accusations of turpitude.
I am the nuance of your nation
You call me anti.
Because I use an evolved vernacular,
Because dissolving delusion is my creed.
Because Kropotkin's refusal is heroic,
Because Schiller and Bakunin must be read.
I am against you.
You are my vapid pursuit.
Twisted Moralist. Ethical Despot.
Listen to your humanity.
~ Gloves off; I read your pamphlet for ammunition.
Peace and Love,
That guy.
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