This week’s Thursday Poetry Prompt at We Drink Papi gave us just one word: Honor…
On my honor,
I will try…to do my duty
to God and my Country
to help other people at all times
and to obey the Girl Scout Law.
For six years I said this pledge
with three fingers in the air
solemnly believing
every single word I said…
and
though the years have passed
and I rebelled against
the system
illusions that were weaved
to trample people into poverty
and
though my country
has become a planet
and I don’t believe in gods
that pledge
is still a part of me…
for
the law that I pledged to then:
honesty and being fair
helping people everywhere
to be considerate and to care
to be courageous and to be strong
responsible for my words
respect myself and others
and to make a better world…
yes
I still feel honor bound
to obey these “silly” laws
and renew this vow still now
with every action that I take
I try to integrate
that childhood ideal…
because it’s good
and is a part of me.
Other poems:
Honor In The Modern Age | Liars, Hypocrites & The Development of Human Emotion
Cloaked in Honor | The Seeker’s Dungeon
A Palindrome for Honor | The Arkside of Thought by Sahm King
Honor: We Drink Because We’re Poets -Thursday Poetry Prompt #12 | Rob’s Real Life
Cop Story | Still Doing Something
Honor – A Paradelle | Shainbird
What is Honor? | Liars, Hypocrites & The Development of Human Emotion
Participating for the first time: We Drink Because We’re Poets, Poetry Prompt | A collection.
and on the prompt page: Running Son and Ye Olde Foole
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