Mixed Media

Mind your stripes
In your deliberate desert footprints
As you shadow the spectral menace
In the assignment
Of the clarion sun
Out of the eastern front.

The fight for the cause
Has become the official death match,
Being tentatively surveilled,
Of a willing provider for the innocent,
In a climate of hope
To favour and to value
Advantages in experience
Entering the age of space capital.

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This poem is about the transformation of morality in modern society.