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Oh the hideous things I've seen,
violent outbursts, hurt feelings,
sad faces, and dead end ways.
I am told always the same thing:
That's what life is, that's what we do
we suffer the arrogant, and we sell
our time, our days.
I am young enough to think some
things could be resolved.
some questions can have answers,
first, we admit our faults.
Eyes high with a steady resolve
and accustomed to compassion
for the most hideous things we have
known, we are set up aside the
good conscience of the god-fearing
that take forgiveness without giving.