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Friday, August 3, 2012

Hate that Sates Nothing

Drawn from the bottom as though a vacuum

The law and the order society

Made offenses of such deep and wide pains

A criminal is constructed for prey

Engorged, tri-colored, and spun into silk

Is it a national epidemic?

Hate that sates nothing with its own venoms?

Not Shakespeare not Petrarch then of what ilk?

That which it seeks is the merciful aide

Forgives forgives and yet again is spent

When justice was depraved and malice made

Long went away innocence gone to waste

Then punished, excoriated and tarred,

but for beauty all alone it was starred

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