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They raised their fists to strike his head 
The poor soul fell and bled 
They hated him for his belief 
He lived a life in pain and grief 

They raised their feet to strike again 
But his body was then numb in pain 
He sweetly chose to lay his breath 
Than to live in shade of death 

For it's better to give that breath away 
Than to live forever under skies of gray 
No one wants a lifetime under an oppressive sky
When one can simply choose to die 

For if for his belief someone should suffer 
An endless hate and batter 
Better for him to go to a place 
Where his soul can live in peace 

February 7, 2023

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