The Pacifist
I do not have the answers
you seek...why ask? You know
I don’t. Besides, my answers
are not for your meek, who grow
but do not grow – reap what little
you sow!~ and already, deep down,
know.
Then, why not a firmer
hand? Why not more, a committed
heart?~ thinking...not God nor the
devil would leave one, such as
you, even a non-precious part.
The Meek Shall, and the meek
shall not….
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