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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The hidden violence lurked (English sonnet)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The hidden violence lurked, was right there, <br>waiting always waiting to come to the surface<br>and in Africa most people were totally unaware<br>until the blood flowed, until they had to face</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the destruction, until a hungry lion rushed in; <br>on the tranquil river eyes were peeping<br>and this struggle no unarmed person could win<br>when razor sharp jaws were snapping</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">and yet a kind of beauty, a kind of innocence, <br>was always present and just waiting to appear, <br>even if cruelty did daily feelings incense<br>there was something without any kind of fear</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399586" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">that dwelt in the early morning beauty, <br>something that stayed great and forever free.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a></strong></div>

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