Duty Poem by Hans Ostrom
Duty
After a life, or most of one,
of doing his duty, meeting
his responsibilities and obeying
their orders, he found he couldn't
relax as others did. He made
too much even of small tasks,
compelled himself to follow
through, stay strong, be there.
Voices of authorities past
gabbed in his head. He vowed
that one day he would not do
what he was supposed to do.
But would he follow through?
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