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the man, the man... like Samaritan of lore, he comforts the down turning about he sees his loins laid bleeding on the street all those years flash his eyes as he cradles his son once more and tries to keep him there the man, the man... on the street, within hours speaks to the world, his neighbor as even then, ignorant anger swirls about "today we stand here to plead" "calm for our communities to stand united" "why are we doing this?" "step forward if you wanna loose your sons" "otherwise calm down...and go home" the man, the man... © Goode Guy 2011-08-11 for Tariq Jahan and son Haroon http://www.reuters.com/article/2011/08/10/us-britain-riots-father-idUSTRE7794OP20110810 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZ1VjUSKevc&feature=player_embedded

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