Someone does something lousy
To you, to your kin,
To your friends, to your teammates,
To your fellow believers,
To your fellow patriots,
To the norms of your nation,
To your sacred texts,
To your deities,
To abstractions you hold dear,
To the principles that shaped you,
And you’re disgusted,
So disgusted you feel good
Doing something lousy back.
That’s how your world turns. It’s true.
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