Honor Thy Fathers and Thy Mothers
From the sweat
flowing down the laborer’s brow,
the cuts and callouses
etched into their hands,
to the steely determination
engrained on their furrowed faces,
freedom was born and fed.
As such they should be given
the same respect and admiration,
as any beloved parent is due.
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