The white automaton
stood before me
demanding conformity and consent
the ultimate of peace in the ultimate of war
Death drive and destruction
cloaked in the vise of a lamb
demand a rendering of my power
so that it can better stand
to rape, malign, and make war
I think not and underscore
the fact that in this house
of the universe
where all humanity rests
the strongest and the meanest of us
with blood flowing through our veins
will learn with surest certainty
the meaning of human pain.
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