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| [ Calendar log taped to the headboard. Learned how unfaithful I am at daily intercession ] |
For this day I've knelt since January;
For a team of legal minds
Called upon to sweat and bleed and
Sow unearthly wisdom
So that rows of black and
White Truth
Might emerge for
Harvest time this June.
Their purpose was
Unthinkable a
Few short seasons ago; so,
Besides tough mental prep, scouring
Briefs and sparring
States of mind,
Research, counsel, and divine epiphanies
Beyond mere common sense,
They stand down scorn and threats of scorn
The likes of which few men have ever known.
Might there be anyone on earth
So prepared to Stand
Up to such an ever widened gap,
Against so enormous a foe as
Everyone Else in The World
of
Man birthed power?
Who are these few who hold the destiny of
An entire nation within the folds of
Accordioned case boxes?
And
Where does your courage come from?
Whomever you are, know we're glad it's you
Instead of us who wither
At the smallest hint of hate.
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| [ Huzzah to Bursch and Whalen ] |
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