By way of justification
Deep in a piece of fiction,
Justifying standing up
To terrorists with terror,
A local boast, local conflict.
But it looks like a fossil
To us, like the way fossils
Glimmer briefly on the shore
Of a stony strand, exposed
By the tides. Unrecognized,
The tides will take them away—
All that time sitting in stone
Since they were laid down in mud—
Eroded in a few days
Unless someone carefully
Digs them out of that context,
Pries them loose and cleans them well
So that they can stand alone.
We invented terror. Yes. Yes,
That’s your species. Yes, you did.
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