At the master’s hands a slain slave …slips into memories and vows of revenge if ever freed … on the other end …another son is taken to the field given a white sheet …and hate is reborn again and again … while far eastern …a solider has at gun point molested and raped another Asian woman … and on the coast of Africa …they cry out from the female circumcisions … I wake from living … the monotonous minutes in time to save some of the children …from the hatred this world has giving …to so many before my speaking … if these words reach ‘em …hope to spawn a chain reaction …full of strong links … supporting the weakest …or arms will reach back from Tsunami beaches … to claim the livin …not even sparing the kings children …
Check this for filler …birds carrying West Nile … medicines on the next aisle …small pox and aids … all kill the same way … car crashes …planes smashing …trains lacking tracks adequate to sustain traction … hurricanes tornadoes floods and natural disasters … you hear the laugher of the devil at ya? …

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