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Sep 2020
We are they. All of us. 7.5 billion of us. But some of us do not want the rest of us to soar. They want us grounded, permanently, by hunger, by illiteracy, by homelessness, by hopelessness. The some of us to whom I refer are ruthless. They are corrupt officials worldwide at best;Β Β at worst, they are autocrats, tyrants, dictators--all oppressors of the first order. But they have a surprise waiting for them. There will be a revolution of love sweeping over Earth that will free all of us from the inequities and iniquities that have in truth enslaved us for millennia. Earth itself has been enslaved. Ask our air, our rills and rivulets, our streams and rivers, all our oceans. They are dying, and with them, all of us, and Earth as well. Love that all of us will shortly embrace will break the chains of worldwide oppression. Then we shall soar like a convocation of eagles.

Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
A graduate of Andover and Columbia College, Columbia University, Tod Howard hawks has been a poet, an essayist, a writer of aphorisms, a novelist, and a human-rights advocate his entire adult life
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