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I Hate

I hate the ‘Body Politic’ Whose wave blasphemes and grows I battle to swim against its tide Or be abandoned in the flow I hate the way it stunts my voice ‘Old Dominions’ chosen side I hate the fact—it’s hate I feel With the truth a captive lie (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016, Inspired By Neal Hall)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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