We cannot revive old factions
We cannot restore old policies
Or follow an antique drum.
These men, and those who opposed them
And those whom they opposed
Accept the constitution of silence
And are folded in a single party.
We choose one or an other
Like or dislike, enemy and friend
We decide cut divide.
Even our own being
We detach bit from bit
Public hall and private hole
Professional, personal, preposterous
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