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Nostalgia has barbed-wire teeth,
establishes its grip and never lets go,
Nostalgia skews, twists and shapes 
how we experience the world and its doings
Nostalgia consummates our lives with lies
composed of dreariness and disappointment.

Looking back with rose-tinted spectacles
turns us into reactionary, pale conservative
clones who love to condemn the young
and are themselves
innately, inarticulately selfish with narrow, twisted souls. 

No. No. No. A thousand times no.
Sir! Madam! It is our job to defend the young, to love strangers,
to turn the other cheek. 

I seek to expose hypocrisy
as keenly as a surgeon’s knife
exposes the aorta.

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