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Stitched into my brain
Is the sordid patchwork
Of sights seen, outlined in sackcloth;
Homeless children dousing their legs
...

Let love eradicate hate
(That always seeds and seals our fate)
And never to discriminate
No, never to recriminate!
...

Hosannas to protestors of the plight of the masses,
To researchers who try to salve our suffering.
To keepers of the peace,
To resisters of hate and wrongful actions,
...

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Montage Of The Innocents

Stitched into my brain
Is the sordid patchwork
Of sights seen, outlined in sackcloth;
Homeless children dousing their legs
In muddy rain-pools of Calcutta;
Dull eyes--in famished faces
Pear from dowdy junks on the Mekong
Bloated bellies slow-pace Recipe;
Small feet falter; eyes close with finality.
Pasty-skinned tots in tatters
Scramble for pennies on Mexican flagstones.
Italian boys bolt around street corners,
Snatched break in tiny fists.
A child's cry fades into unresponsive space.
Tears flow over ridges of cheekbones,
Fall as dew in the night.

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