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    dots Submission Name: The Salutedots
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    Author: red_summer
    Elite Ratio:    3.9 - 31/38/60
    Words: 537
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotsThe Salutedots
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    The Salute

    They say that,
    back in the day.
    You could know all you needed to know about a man,
    through his hand shake.
    Never done with the left because of what it would insinuate
    But, the firm gripping of two right hands,
    a couple of up and down motions,
    eye contact,
    and then release…
    is all it would take.
    To seal or break deals
    The, tell tale test that would suggest…
    Naw, indisputably dissect,
    whether or not a man was real or fake.
    Why do you think fraternities do it?
    Secrets and understandings computed
    without conversation.
    A handshake,
    was the original foundation upon which most corporations and organizations were created.
    Cuz, contracts,
    can be negated
    Undone, re-written, and then re-created
    But, if you shook on something,
    you did so with confidence.
    Because a mans word given over the clasping of hands,
    Was his bond
    And God help him if after that point anything went wrong
    Because not only would his reputation be harmed…
    His whole name would be gone
    Meaning nothing to anyone of consequence
    And this action
    Originates from the era of the knights
    A time of valor and honor
    When a man was only as good as his sword and his armor
    And helmets obscured vision so you could not know
    Whether or not the next armor clad man was friend or foe
    So they raised visors to see who they were talking to
    And this tradition grew into what we now recognize as the salute
    Yes
    We shake with our right,
    because it’s the most practical way for two men to salute each other
    The recognition that
    Even if not friends
    They were now brothers
    With armor like suites and sword like pens
    Contracts and paper work were merely shields to deflect the attacks of competitors
    That is, until recent
    The age of technology is the age of the paper man
    Invisible strands of DNA like information
    Creating the image of who you are
    And if you don’t look good on paper
    than you are of no use to me
    they could care less about the man that they see
    Because the word to believe
    Is found on the skin of dead trees
    i

    If there isn’t a paper trail to view
    Than who the hell are you
    They don’t care about the flesh
    They just want a thick file on their desk
    So if they don’t like you
    they can file you away with the rest
    We are no longer defined
    By our actions or our minds
    But by what can be word checked and “justify” aligned
    Into a five point format
    And yet
    We complain about the government doing illegal wire taps on our phone lines
    When, they’ve been paper tapping our lives for generations
    The government knows more about us than we know about ourselves
    Dossiers of our lives sitting up on shelves
    We are no longer people,
    Just 4d information
    But I refuse to be defined by a resume, grades or a GPA
    I’m a scholar in every way
    Saying more in five lines
    Than any straight A student can relay in a five million page essay
    So judge me for face value
    Cuz mo





    Submitted on 2009-03-25 17:59:08     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Hey! What happened? It got cut off or something. You should fix that. I want to finish reading this. Or did it get cut off?
    | Posted on 2009-05-13 00:00:00 | by Lacrimosa | [ Reply to This ]


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