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we are not

shaken no

matter how the

day is

split in two by

raids conducted

in the name of

the pathetic vanity

of a White House

that goes to

lengthy ends

to convince us all to

hate.

the liberating light

coming from

above

does even now

lift the threatening

grime tossed from

the filthy lips

souring our State

rooms.

we are not shaken

by the senile

blame,

the scolding that

roams

along the Southern border,

echoes in our

homes,

and

bounces against

open

church doors.

we are not shaken,

by all the curses

the men of

single breed

conceive to

sire everything

unwanted by

America’s most

deep-hearted

dream.