Florence Wiener Poems

Stitched into my brain
Is the sordid patchwork
Of sights seen, outlined in sackcloth;
Homeless children dousing their legs
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Let love eradicate hate
(That always seeds and seals our fate)
And never to discriminate
No, never to recriminate!
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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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