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No Option But One

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Whatever could have been
or still might be comes
without warning in our sleep.
The days of pain that never
happened happen.
………………………………..Dreams
of bounty or misjudgment differ
only in degree and outcome
from nausea to guilt.
…………………………………….Excess
breeds regret.
…………………………Soldiers
rise legless or armless or both
from ranks of identical graves,
accusing, accusing, accusing.
We struggle not to listen.
Titles like Mr. President,
Your Royal Highness,
You Holiness, Your Honor,
Your Grace or anyone who holds
the office of citizen mean nothing.
The bitter truth of nightmares
comes without our wiling it.
Waking wiser or spared,
our last defense is gratitude.