Not Knowing

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How can we have known?

This shame belongs more to you than it does to us. Your war on us forced us to extremes. You would have done the same. You have done worse and you will do worse again. You are no better than we are.

How can we have known?

Why march us up the hill to parade us past our inhumanity? Why not down the other side to witness your own? Why expect us to peer into our deepest shadows when you lie so much about your own?

How can we have known?

Even if we suspected the worst, what did you expect us to do? Were we supposed to choose treason? Were we to put our own lives at risk, our own families, to threaten our home and our homeland simply to know details better left hidden? Why shove our faces in our ignorance when you excuse yours?

How can we have known?

They never told us where it would all end. They never even told us the next step. Do you know how yours will go?

How can we have known?

Wait until you have such a leader. Wait until you want to be safe. Wait until you want to be as great as you once were. You won’t want to know either.


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