Best Poem of D. L. Firestone Feinberg

America Was
America was —
Or so I thought —
But maybe

I was too
To know.

Now I see
What is not.
There are holes

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Absent I From School The Day They
Absent I from school the day they
Taught us how to shoot a gun —
And no attention did I pay —
The day we learned to drop a bomb —

And tho' I did my very best —
Indeed — I managed to be late —
To take the final war-course test...
I failed Hate — didn't graduate.
. . .
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