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No Sacrilege
All is dung matter
Thundered fireworks in air
As rebels marched in millions
right to despair
with weaponry in hand
Yelling, "We are free!"
Scolded as wretched
just like me
Life's dung vanity
Raging waters cried
As millitants in billions
raced to their demise
with their banners raised
Singing, "We are free."
Tortued as afflicted
just like me
