Order to Follow
I was given an order.
They expect me to obey—
I expect me to obey.
I always obey because
they have always been in the right—
because they are right.
But if they aren’t right about this,
have they not been right about other things?
And if they’ve not been right,
and those against us are not right,
then is the right lost to us
who have been wading waistdeep in the wrong?
It is only us and them,
to follow the order or not,
to choose this as right
or to become a traitor to all I’ve been fighting for.
But I thought I was fighting for right,
I believed I was following orders to do right.
Who will stand with me
if I choose to stand apart
in the name of not choosing sides
but in choosing right?
I am expected to obey
because I was given an order.
But obedience is a choice;
one I’m not sure I should make.
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