Against A Race (The Human Sacrifice)

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    Against A Race (The Human Sacrifice)

    Oh world Oh world why hast thou forsaken us
    The world has not forsaken us we have forsaken it
    The fruit of the tree promised eternal life
    A bite of the fruit eternal death
    We steadily fill our bodies with poison
    While all the while wanting to be more Christ like
    We declare war on other countries
    And then have the audacity to say war resolves nothing
    Are we as intelligent as we say we are
    Or is it only our ignorance deceiving us
    This world we claim as our own is against a race
    And we the fools as one are the human sacrifice.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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