To those who forlorn the scorn of God, They are blind as a bat, deaf as a chalky feline, These cretins are unaware of their mistakes, Their painful misdeeds born from hate, They scour the planet seeking punishment, From the most innocent, they will requiem, An award of ignorance, The Doctor kills those he heals, The irony is unparalleled, This irony deserves not laughter, Nor an Audience, but, The criticism of the righteous, It is our duty, as soldiers of humanity, To protect the unprotected, To shield the unshielded, To teach the untaught, For without these measures, We are nothing but binds of clay.
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By Galib KabirGalib is a long time contributor, editor, and co-founder of the Hallway Herald. He aims to be a moderating and insightful voice on all conflicts. Categories |