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Deepa This morning like many mornings I find myself hiding from the news Not wanting to hear about how many Were killed and abused As if not hearing about The betrayals to our humanityWould make them go away And that the pains of the ones Feeling the injustice is not real, not my realityBut you see humanity is my reality This morning like many mornings I did not want to hear the newsI thought I knew how it would read More assault on our humanity As these lines of divisions Now the lines from which we hangLines of mis-conceptions for guidanceLines of mis-education supporting The hatred the injustices the atrocities This all consuming greed This morning like many mornings I did not want to hear the newsOf this vicious cycle of betrayalWith nations and governments Leading the charge Waging wars upon our humanitySo greed injustice and inequalityReigns supremeAlways redefining seeking new victimsNew ways to continue This business of raping and pillaging To benefit a few This morning like many mornings I did listen to the news because I have to So I do not forget about all these victims Forget that I am as much a victim As the natives who lost the land under my feetAs a community with contaminated water People whose countries are plunderedPeople under regimes and warsAll of us victims of greed and oppression Unjust laws and policies This morning like many mornings I did listen to the news Needing to hear of the continuing resistance Against greed and injustice To remind myself of the sacrifices made For what little rights I enjoyThis morning I listen to news To remind myself of my place in this struggle.
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