A Prison Guard.

A prison Guard...
Holding Keys
Of gates
Of a Prison
Of freedom
That keeps one away from his kingdom.

The Prison guard opens Cell Number Twenty
Where an Anti-Nationalist spends his life time
for committing a capital crime.
A crime of Ideology
an Ideology of Nationalistless Society.
A society
Of Tribeless
Of Flagless
of No Anthem
Of No Citizenship
Of No National Day
Of No Independence Day.

The Prison Guard says "You Weak,Today is Your Fate"
The Anti-N says "Weak in Look, Strong in Faith"

Taking him to the Gallows Pole.
Hangs his soul
There...
He's hung
Peacefully
Painfully

But
His ideology already...
Stole The keys
Of the Gates
Of the Prison
Of the freedom
to His kingdom .
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Cnet's: Good to Read

Note: written only to respond to some national holidays some countries have and to reflect how minor/little/rare one's ideas can be on such holidays. written last night.