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I softly cried

when I saw the child cower

under the thin blanket

meant to fend off the poverty of cold

but useless when confronted

by my jack-booted foot

so early in the morning

once fueled by righteousness of law

now softened

by my philosophy of action.

I softly sobbed

when I took the deep love of a woman

and used it to sandpaper my ego

each sheet more fine then before

achieving a polish that upon reflection

shows the people who surround me

or so I would hope.