The Philosophy of Mercy and Cruelty
Once I went to a very wise man
– Of whom, I’d been for a long a fan –
Complaining daily attacks, clashes n’ bloodshed,
N’ said, “I’m with it totally up-fed”.
But the wise man gave me such a wise reply
That there opened before my eyes a new sky.
He said, “Dear! Mercy on bloodthirsty predicators
Is a callus cruelty to all weak creatures!
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