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I cry, I cry Why does my skin color frighten you so? Have I done anything, but, be born? You judge me, from your own despair and draw hate from demons you chose to hold, allowing them to drain your soul, as they lap with evil tongues your life's blood leaving it a hollow husk, that crumbles back into the dirt My sorrow is not for me, either is the tears that fall, upon the same ground, we walk upon I stretch an open hand, you slap it away in disgust I reveal my heart, its kindness, you spit on it I cry for you, for you are injured and know not what you do I'll pray for you, in quiet meadows far from the wickedness of your sins Where demons gnaw on your soul I cry for you, I cry for you, for you have chosen to inhabit the valley of death I cry for you 8/15/17

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Date: 9/4/2017 8:04:00 PM
Hi Frederic, this is a spiritual matter not a physical one. Like unto Egypt, Rome etc, to all natural unregenerate men and woman and the Kingdom of darkness which is at sway in this world.
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Date: 8/23/2017 10:48:00 AM
Brilliant Frederic, congratulations...
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Date: 8/23/2017 7:21:00 AM
Oh sings with wonderful lyrics! Congrats, Frederick!
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Date: 8/15/2017 6:00:00 PM
The old saying never judge a book by the cover, great write!
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Date: 8/15/2017 3:47:00 PM
wow, frederick... a piercing work which moves me...may we live in a spirit of love and oneness... incredible!..huggs
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Date: 8/15/2017 10:22:00 AM
This is such a meaningful, well written poem Frederic. I will save as a favorite!
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