The infant, the rescuer, the victim and the courageous,
The exploiter, the politician, the law-enforcer, the lawyer, the community
None can deny the passage of the outrageous,
From our reality, we have no immunity.
Each role, takes a hard stance, standing on a pole,
Pretentious, distant from the timeless soul,
The denial deceives, the conscience shaken;
Character on pittance, as predators awaken.
Beliefs numb decency in action,
Images prolong the pain on our senses,
Truth peels away fraction by fraction
Our barest intent and futile defenses.
The prayerful recede to invoke sanity
The contemplative reduce damage with responsibility
In innocence of child-like refuge
Unhonored love awaits deluge.
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