Poem of the Day: National Pride?

What’s the point of having pride over imaginary lines? Why do people fight and die over the thing that provides inner species divide? From black to white and left to right, we are told to pick a side, even though it’s a waste of time. The Earth is our home, the land is where we choose to roam. We share it with other beings so why do we try to make it our own. Fuck your flag and fuck my flag. Colorful cloth is not a representation of who we are. It’s a material made of fabricate and given significance by those in which we hold to high importance. No man or woman shall reign surprise over another. Yet we will kill our own brother if given orders by our government. There is no enemy only other human beings with a different perspective and who live in a different location on the other side of the planet. This place is massive, enough room for everyone to mind their own business. Authority figures creating monsters so we can see an opponent to justify the orders of slaughter all so a corporation can gather more resources. You can have this shit. You can have all of it. I don’t need your lies and false sentiments. I love everyone and I exist for my own purpose. No more working, hurting, or dying for you……

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