Spit


To a large group

A certain generation

I spit in your direction

I curse your vile unknown names

I shed tears of pent-up anger

I weep silently for those you ignored

To a large group

A certain generation

My how times have changed

Mine learned from your ignorance

Your failed visions

So unlike my father

And his uniform you spit on

My son will come home to a warm welcome and a

“Thank you for your service”

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