Poem - Shepard's Pie

I came across a friend’s post about the ability to exist between antagonistic polarities. This seems contrary to the “winner take all” nature of many societal conflicts. Desired outcomes are stated in black and white. No deviations are possible. This may work for the leaders, those who are called upon to maintain a cause’s forward momentum, but it can be incredibly destructive for those outside this hallowed bubble. “Shepard’s Pie” is about this dichotomy.


Shepard's Pie

Hostages are held on each side
soldiers counted for the cause
weaponized for the greater good
now put forward to crush the curs
no hold barred by high decree
the scorched earth is the outcome
achievements mean more than men
blood enriches the thirsty soil.

Families become war's fodder
friends asundered to ensure
all that matters is consequence
right by might is assured
with the chains of dogma's curse
exacting conduct from the folk
the end times are at least realized
once again for the thousandth’s time.

Total victory eludes the chief
wanting more than statements grind
give and take is anathema
when sacred tasks are near at hand
no matter that the benefactors
supreme junta of hallowed ways
desiring outcomes born of death
are the fraction of army's size.

No prisoners is the leader's chant
ignorant of the followers
who seek a path that deviates
from the holy handed down
guidance is the vicar's goal
lest the lambs wander far
they know the slaughter promises
shepherd's pie in victory.

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