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For Those Trampled Upon
listen: the bad karma
does not send any notice
it is not like hot pepper
that burns your lips instantly
the oppressed sings their songs
to the winds of change
comforted
by the lofty ears of the clouds
listen: vengeance is not ours
it is God's.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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