submission

Who can think submission

so far to raise the white flag

to rage no longer against the enemy

allow themselves to be enslaved

by the enemy--perhaps forever.

who will give up their brethren,

their children for the slaughter of your sake

for which you fight, which you fight no more.

You have submitted. 

You have lost.

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