Push aside the crucible of woes before it fills the vessel,

And overflows towards the sacred streets, where life exists piously;

Away from the violent ways and bloody rage of delinquent outrage.

When a simple fire is not used to prepare a meal but to burn down reason,

Treason for every season, as there’s no time to till the land with kindness;

Where food is scarce and bellies filled with hunger and will to avenge.

Land-siege of an ancient type as compassion and love held hostage,

Epic attacks on the sanctity of life that fills the vessels with flowing woes.


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