Sovereign Nations


Scattered across a spectrum of sovereignty 

Crusoe to one extreme, one worlders on the other, 

Somewhere, we locate our personal comfort zone 

Defining as deplorable those to our left 

Evil all who fall away to our right. 


The only variable among us is  

How much we are prepared, willing 

To grant commonality its triumph over difference. 


All the rest is myopia, icon and passion, 

The last refuge of scoundrels 

Eternal fuels of hatred, violence and war.

 © Philip Knight 2018