Dissent
We aren't apes,
swinging with the same
brutish intent of beasts
Resolved to crush the
Unfortunate
Bugs
beneath their callous fingers.
...
We cannot love a gavel
that strikes the lives of our brethren
as a sword would
but far more merciless and cruel in its
Prolonged
Executions
of the People’s faith in righteous Justice.
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