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Mar 2015
We many,
with kindness at the core of our spirits
will not break,
even when they bend us over
and make us take it.
There is a temple of peace within us all
and the foulest vandals cannot deface it.
With nets of lies, and snares of deceit
they try to trap and contain
everything we hold dear,
but, love is not above
chewing through its own ankle,
and on ****** stumps we will stand up
in defiance of their hatred,
till the ones who rule through terror know
we are the ones that they should fear.
Apologies to everyone I might have offended. Anger will never beat hatred.
Written by
Alan Black
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