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do not be afraid of the

haywire head of state

who eats the innocent

for breakfast with sinful

tweets. shake the trembling

from your dark skin while

you march and pray to end

the fatal days steering national

life. don’t feel anxious about

the pale light advancing, the

mouths of his kind filled with

flies, the lingering rhetoric of

hate, the repugnant words taking

your beloved country far from

God. with each step taken on

this dusty earth today recall the

scent of sweeter times, the goodness

sliding in the dark to crack open

the sealed doors keeping peace

and justice in prison. keep looking

straight ahead for those who carry

the familiar Cross that in this young

democracy says the least of these like

the stones beneath their tired feet will

have a place to live, and speak.