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let not man prevail . . . that the nations may know themselves to be but men.

If You hear all things, then what do You hear:

stretched stiff in rags in graves, their prayers all said,

are their old words living words, the lost poor,

the liquidated, eradicated

mothers, fathers, children burned up in wars;

are they still preying on Your sacred head

alive? When one child loses attention

and is left there, is raped or given a gun

or preached to, coughing, in a long alley—

do You finally have a heart and listen, then?

Will You do something—terrible—finally?—

so nations know themselves to be but men?