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Dec 2016
If I care about the fate of the innocent,
be they killed as innocent bystanders or killed in vitro,
and I vote accordingly, I am called the religious zealot.

Then, when I vote for life,
irrespective of my reason for voting there,
I am labeled with phobias, angry, and mean.

When I vote my conscience,
With respect to my own beliefs,
I am attacked by those who call themselves tolerant.

The blatant reality says that if you agree
They give you tolerance, false love, and Little peace,
For a short time, and now, they feast on ******* birds
I will not sit by idly and say nothing.
Ted Aronis
Written by
Ted Aronis  Derry New Hampshire
(Derry New Hampshire)   
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