<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=437634" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Rejection Mode</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What rights of mine, <br>Are they fighting for? <br>The poor of these wars, <br>Still remain bitter and sour...<br>And getting even poorer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The hungry and the homelessness, <br>Creeps upon front doors.<br>And warmongers have made self righteousness...<br>A vision of risks and accepted conflicts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What rights of mine...<br>Defends this fighting all the time? <br>Everywhere I turn, <br>My needs are ignored.<br>Yet to the frontlines is where I'm sent, <br>To duck bullets on foreign shores.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No matter what I've done...<br>I'm abhorred! I'm shunned.<br>And the more I feel I will 'always' be 'me'...<br>That is used as a weapon, <br>To add to their growing list of enemies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And even if I train to fight and defend my place...<br>I'm despised.<br>Disrespected.<br>Often I'm stunned to face a public disgrace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bitter doesn't matter when this is about race! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And nothing shown throughout history, <br>Has proven that fighting works! <br>As I experience thoughts of what progress can be...<br>Corruption is exposed to all, <br>Supported by thieves and endorsed by jerks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Patriotic I am...<br>But my needs have become sabbatical.<br>I'm often regarded a radical.<br>But I'm not the one...<br>Fanatically birthed! <br>There's a dignity I honor, <br>With a shown self worth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have not lost my self respect, <br>Choosing to abuse my senses...<br>With displays I regret! <br>Or endorse building fences.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those in rejection mode...<br>Cling and hang onto perks! <br>Destroying nature and humanity, <br>By a freedom assisted by threats and alerts.<br>What rights of mine are 'they' fighting for? <br>The only rights I see, <br>Is an elusive peace... <br>Attached to a fading reality! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That is not my wish that frees!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=437634" data-title="In Rejection Mode de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="What rights of mine, Are they fighting for? The poor of these wars, Still remain bitter and sour... And getting even poorer. The hungry and the homelessness, Creeps upon front doors. And warmongers have made self righteousness... A vision of ..."></div> </div> </div>

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