Patriotism
Michelle Greenblatt
the desert is boiling with bodies;
the sand pink, cars black
coffins; my friend, he died
after 8 operations he was
nineteen he was a patriot
I’d get drunk
if I drank I’d get high if
I smoked÷it’s better
if I stop here than tell you
how his mother’s face rotted
with tears instead I should
seduce you
into the American dream
of the war
on terror not ask
you to think
of the boys and girls we
sacrifice for it I should
teach you the philosophy
of The Land of the Free
I should really stop
now instead of telling you
Russell’s body never made it back
to Florida the insurgents
stole it and burned it
who am I to talk about
soldiers or war or patriotism
when I would never
join the army or die
for my country?
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