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A National Disgrace
Nations? Such a concept is outdated!
All borders on all maps must be erased.
Counter-views will not be tolerated.
No fences will be built, walls won’t be raised.
By multitudes our kindness will be praised —
By billions who are striving to be free
To flood our richer lands — they’ll be amazed
By all the wealth and beauty they will see.
From all their worn-out wastelands they will flee.
On our accumulated fat they’ll feed.
And with them they’ll bring war and anarchy.
Old hatreds will be nurtured, bloom, and breed.
There’ll be no nations — tribal ways again
Will triumph and bring misery to men.
— D.N. O’Brien