Bigotry. Poem by Robert Crawford

Bigotry.

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How often our beliefs more than our doubts
Ruin and mar us here, clog the soul's feet,
And shackle the heart's best impulses so,
That for Heaven's love we do inhuman things,
And with a (Unclear quietude
Hear babes moan in the everlasting fire!

Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: bigotry,fire,heaven
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