The Soldiers Of No Country

That’s a play by Ferlinghetti I was in

and directed in college.

I think of it now because that’s what

I am: a poet of the world, not impressed

by artificial designations that came about

when tribes were no longer big enough.

“Be true to your school” Beach Boys song.

Ego’s bad enough, but then there’s group ego.

No thanks.

Not a soldier, but definitely a warrior.

I didn’t succumb to conventional thinking.

I didn’t do what  society wanted me to do…

definitely not the Vietnam war, perpetrated 

by treasonous LBJ.

I respect soldiers that fight for a righteous cause,

like defeating the Satanic pedophiles that still

run the world.

If that doesn’t  change now, it will remain the same

for a thousand years.