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With poet hands

And a realist’s hate,

Inward violence

Whispered Growls.



Anger burns bright

Behind grey eyes.

Internalize suffering

Betray the revolution.



You stand facing the sun

Pale palms out.

Your Jesus arms

Offer an open sacrifice.



Share in stigmata’s sting

You, the holy soul

And my hands

Are best for catching tears.