What prize could be so rewarding  Or is it some kind of a sickness That you would be advocating  Striving to legalize Carry out such barbarity The practice of human torture   It brings a sicken feeling Into the pit of my stomach To see leadership proposing Human torture And an even sicker feeling that It is endorsed in any form By anyone   Human torture It is no mere aberration It is wrong And you have sunken To the lowest level       Of your humanity Embracing such thoughts and deeds Because now where is that line On the human conduct On your conduct On conducts against you   Where would you turn To protect your humanity From leadership that present Justifications to you For you to be tortured Would you be singing The praises of this barbarity Accept the justification given legalizing this barbarity against you   When all else fails It is do unto others As you want done unto you That defines             Right from wrong And positions of power Cannot change that fact Justifications      Do not make actions right And since I can not accept This barbarity against myself I know it must be wrong To endorse such a despicable act  So to the advocates of this barbarity I say to you,       regardless  You are wrong, no ifs, ands, or buts. [Home] [About] [Contact Us] [Poetry] [My Poetry] [Featured Poem] [User Poems] [Three Poems] [Events] [Guidelines] [Legal]