#poetry “Born A Pacifist” by Anthony Donnelly


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





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

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