POETIC JUSTICE
Don't burn the flag. Wash it!
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CONFESSION ZERO
AND ANOTHER AMNESTY!
The
soft wings of angels
Move me toward
justice
,
A justice whose
embers
are ready
To burst forth of our
mystery
Crumbling
`neath our feet,
Wet and full, awash over
borders
And the
citizenry
of this world;
Faithful
,
thinking
, ready for
healing
...
Might this be
dawn
of a needed peace;
Less for
sorrow
and flag
And more our
song
of kinship;
Human love
?
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