Union Poem by Don Fox
Union
Bound inseparable hands
Writhing in repulse;
Hate for the system,
Hate for the sinner,
Despised commonality,
Disgusted by royalty,
Panicked and cornered
To the edge of violence,
And somehow united.
Nearly crawling
Out of its skin
To divide.
Go ahead.
The beginning of the end
Will end with a new beginning
-The beginning
Of the same thing
All over again.
Every time.
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