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They tell me in man lies the source of evils as weakness surrenders to ineluctable lures. That he pursues aims of personal interest out of egocentric greed prompting justice, inequity. That he turns blind eyes to the sufferings of others unable of compassion as he steals their earthly blessings. That he imperturbably drains natural resources to his gain careless of consequences apathetic towards environment. That in the name of telluric power he does not hesitate to drop bombs and fire guns on discriminated innocents. Watches his fellow beings die rejoices for the success of his missions, Yet I know, that for each malicious creature there is one. That preaches good and acts accordingly, finding strength in the marvel that is his own existence. That appals before ignorance repels individualism conceives humanity as one race believes and strives for equality. That sees the struggles the tragedy of the less fortunate born on lands of war sickness and poverty lending a hand of empathy. That cares for his surroundings cherishing the boons granted to all living creatures endeavouring to protect, his world. That is dismayed by injustice abhors violence and abuse engages courage to protest incessantly crying out, for peace. Delights gifting strangers smiles tender looks of presence whispering brotherly, You are not alone. A kind word, a loving deed, a revolution.
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Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 11:04 AM UTC
A revolution
They tell me in man lies the source of evils as weakness surrenders to ineluctable lures. That he pursues aims of personal interest out of egocentric greed prompting justice, inequity. That he turns blind eyes to the sufferings of others unable of compassion as he steals their earthly blessings. That he imperturbably drains natural resources to his gain careless of consequences apathetic towards environment. That in the name of telluric power he does not hesitate to drop bombs and fire guns on discriminated innocents. Watches his fellow beings die rejoices for the success of his missions, Yet I know, that for each malicious creature there is one. That preaches good and acts accordingly, finding strength in the marvel that is his own existence. That appals before ignorance repels individualism conceives humanity as one race believes and strives for equality. That sees the struggles the tragedy of the less fortunate born on lands of war sickness and poverty lending a hand of empathy. That cares for his surroundings cherishing the boons granted to all living creatures endeavouring to protect, his world. That is dismayed by injustice abhors violence and abuse engages courage to protest incessantly crying out, for peace. Delights gifting strangers smiles tender looks of presence whispering brotherly, You are not alone. A kind word, a loving deed, a revolution.
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Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 11:04 AM UTC
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