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There is a well rehearsed deception; it is a contagious infection.
It sooths, it moves, while unnoticed it distorts individual perceptions.

Agreeing there, claiming care, as it carefully undermines with scorn
Fingers pointing, seams disjointing, the fabric becomes torn.

What it creates, it cries distaste; and lays blame in other directions;
Count “I” in its replies; these are the hints of insurrection

Held in evidence are notices of warnings to cease and desist;
But in a painting of innocent persuasion; many can not resist.

Make no judgments; it is as are we, only a human being.
But grab not at convenient conceptions but open your eyes to all things.

The truth is there to be seen, from the darkest of times it can beam;
Do not convict the victims of delusion with out investigation of all means. 

Ask me not what motivates such behavior or inclinations;
But I will not feed into it with defense to false accusations.


If you call out to him will he tell you he knows you not?
He remains close and is my defender;
I have no need for concern of false witnessing;
Nor do I grieve over those who chose to follow much as cattle to the slaughter.
   If you stand in the blindness of ignorance you are not of him 
   Remove the plank from your eye before you speak to the splinter in others.
   I stand before God guiltless of these accusations;
   And I will fear no evil while the brother of man looks over me.

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