We demonize our own & wonder why we lose them.

We witch hunt the sent ones & wonder why they rebel.

We bury our wounded soldiers & wonder why we lost them.

We crucify those that we don’t understand & wonder why they are insane.

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And while some collect the nails & prepare the next coffin, the rest shall choose to live with those who share our values. The values of not breaking a bruised reed, and not snuffing out a smouldering wick.

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