for they stole freedom from lips
of persecuted poor helpless innocent
they condemned not just in justice;
but with sly smiles made evil profit
judgements lash harsh told vile oath lies
torture dripped from stained fingers;
stole Allah given mercy compassion rights
coveted all eyed afflicted victims possessions
stole birthright means of making a livelihood;
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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