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June 4, 1997
June 4, 1989
Monuments of bodies in oppression’s distant lands corpses high, piled rotting in the sun death strikes the ones who would change, the ultimate weapon of the fool. They die in vain, it seems at times, but their blood will find its voice if not now then at the throne where judgment will rejoice.
But now, beneath the whitewashed walls, change must take place and people move ere human freedom falls to dust and tyrants wash the world in blood.
And on the toy I purchased for my son “Made in China” proclaims my guilt.
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June 4, 1989 A poem by Peter Rhebergen Download the book Each New Day a Miracle Bible Studies How to Study the Bible Life is Wonderful Photography Copyright 2024 About me |
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