Tuesday, August 7, 2012

[ [ [ war ] ] ]

I am

an operative

sent to live out this life with a minimum of disruption; to carry out its duties, accept its small rewards, all the while pursuing my real objective, the nature of which is so secret that even I

do not know it.

I am

set against myself

brother against brother; painstakingly thwarting myself, then celebrating my brilliant sabotage of the enemy; handing out punishments, then complaining bitterly of their unfairness.

I am

the charismatic despot

ruling with white fingers clenched tight; I am the leader of the revolution; I am the secret police; I am the spy turned double agent; I am the protestors

dying in the streets.

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