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You choose
Captives?
Slaves?
Prejudiced?
By who?
(Are you clinging to pity?)
Christians.
You who claim to be hated,
You who claim are rejected by the world,
Open your eyes!
(Do you mock those of us who really are)
I claim not against your God,
But truly you are in no peril.
You own so much of the world,
Yet you claim to own but a grain.
(Why?)
You say you are scorned and looked down upon,
Yet you call me and my kind heathens?
You claim against Muslums because of extemists?
I could claim against you for the Crusades and The Burning Times.
Would it not be the same thing?
Indeed it would be.
(Hypocrites)
I know it's not every one of you,
But very nearly so.
Now tell me which you choose,
Liars, Hypocrites, or will you stop being assholes.
Slaves?
Prejudiced?
By who?
(Are you clinging to pity?)
Christians.
You who claim to be hated,
You who claim are rejected by the world,
Open your eyes!
(Do you mock those of us who really are)
I claim not against your God,
But truly you are in no peril.
You own so much of the world,
Yet you claim to own but a grain.
(Why?)
You say you are scorned and looked down upon,
Yet you call me and my kind heathens?
You claim against Muslums because of extemists?
I could claim against you for the Crusades and The Burning Times.
Would it not be the same thing?
Indeed it would be.
(Hypocrites)
I know it's not every one of you,
But very nearly so.
Now tell me which you choose,
Liars, Hypocrites, or will you stop being assholes.
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