Fools of Insurgency
A fool on the fence of right and wrong,
friendless, lonely, fatherless,
longing for recognition and friendship,
happy to find someone to be with
no matter what that person believes in
or what kind of friends he has,
like a lost sheep finding a herd at last
and in agreement with whatever he does
not to jeopardize their friendship,
has finally found a family to be with.
With no political views of his own,
he gladly accept the ones they teach him.
Now he finally has a cause and
a sense of belonging to something.
Friendship and loyalty mean everything.
Since he doesn’t have any knowledge about the good
that his governing body did for
him in all his years, he accepted
what his friends told him about them, and took arms against the government.
He also now had an outlet to
express his hostility, that subdued feeling inside that gave him pleasure to get out of his system.
He stood up for their beliefs.
He went to battle with them
and died with them not knowing what he was fighting for,
the poor fool who let his lonely
heart do his thinking for him.
