BORN A PACIFIST
I was trained to fight, But born a pacifist
Bureaucratic fists pummeling me down
My senses were fed to me
Via my telly-umbilical-cord
Brain-dead rescucited
Those same fists
Thrusting down
Through my Mother’s vagina
Into my head
Born
Brain
Dead
I was born a pacifist
A double agent
to myself
My Self
A P aci Fist
Make an anagram in your own mind
It spells…
An Ar Kissed
Never truly
Never willingly
Never been kissed
By the anarchist
Too much paperwork.
(c) 2013 Anthony Donnelly
