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Oct 2011
Atomized,
Anti-socialized,
No one to turn to.  
No one to help you.
In a hypocritical world
We look to him for direction.
We find in him a solution:
Where actions become  
The only form of thought,
There lies the virtue of sacrifice.
No one will deny  
The purity of blood
Selflessly shed for this dream:  

β€œWhen these centuries of struggle end,
Paradise will be complete.
Everything is possible.
We can change the world.”
From my website http://the-they.blogspot.com/

This is what i'm afraid will happen today just like it did in the 20s 30s and 40s.  But i still retain hope for the future which i have voiced in my poem "The Illusions of Progress".
The They
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The They  Boston MA
(Boston MA)   
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