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Before the Enemy Comes
They treat our tears with
Contempt
Hand in hand with
Greedy frustration
They roar like lions and
Block all roads to
Equality
They trespass on us
Night and day
Creating for their
Conscience a
Mocking symbol to
Love’s power
Masked creators
Who conjure their lives
On torn pieces of paper
Our kings and queens
Can never be conquered
...Tuesday 29th September 2020 5:50 am
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