civilian

I have no family
Simply comrads come & gone
Though this circle has no boundary
These walls are far too strong...

An inventive culture
               One must create
Through stiff examination
  & several trials in faith
My words flow unencumbered
by the perils of this planet
Absolving all their rules
using methods of this madness
With pride, I march towards labor
In a daze of wondrous freedom
Crossing over venues;
  with a glance, I kindly greet them
This glow prevails unlikely
Preserving self_rightous storms
Bravely assuming this role
as a 'Patriot' so fore-lorn...