One-Man Firing Squad


I won't, I won't, and you can't make me.
You command me to raise my rifle
and assassinate my character
by lying, stealing, cheating, adultery and murder
claiming apologetically that these are the only crops
that will grow now in this wicked, old, rocky and worn soil.
I will starve and perish long before
you will hear the click of my gun
as the trigger is pulled back in deep self-betrayal.
No, I won't, and you can't make me.