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KNEE AND ROPE

this hatred
born of
fear
and envy
in a culture
of greed
always
pressed
the neck
as knee
or rope
or chain
or dope
or simple
deprivation

and decorated
the limbs
of trees
with strong
brown
bodies
and took
the best
you had
and called
it ours
and kept
brain
and
brawn
and
beauty
underfoot
but
called
it free

and then
dismissed
your rage
and god knows
had you
not been
shackled
you could
have owned
world

and may yet
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