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We All Are On Parole

For so-called fair conduct, good grade A killer earns unfair parole! The killed when can't come back from dead, Is it fair justice— giving dole? Let heaven hail blessed brotherhood, But mortal laws made to look good? Thanks to heaven’s holistic goal Are we not all here on parole? _______________________________________________ A well-known tennis player's sister was killed in 2003. The killer was out on parole due his good behaviour. It was hard for her to reconcile to this liberal justice of mankind, when one who is killed can't come back. The poem here ponders on another truth: We die; get reborn, are we on parole? Happenings | 09.08.18 |

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/13/2021 11:44:00 AM

I like the questions you ask. We are here for a test. Maybe the parole comes when we die, having not done too well on the test!!!

Aniruddha Pathak
Date: 6/15/2021 9:30:00 PM

You're right Andrea D, we are perhaps here to pass out a test for which a parole is granted. Yet, few even care to prepare to pass the test.