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A Song for the Times

Is justice just ice? Cold, hard, like cash, only far less color-blind?
Governed by greed and lust? And a largish dollop of power-hunger. Quite the opposite of blind, even balancing.
Just the strong doing what they can. What can we do about the bullies among us? How can we stand up to them without becoming them…
And the weak suffering what they must? We all have moments of weakness. If we are not weak now, we will be eventually. Even the rich and powerful get sick and die. Why doesn’t recognizing that make us kinder? 
Peace-out.

For April 6, write a variation of an acrostic poem. Rather than spelling out a word with the first letters of each line, write a poem that reproduces a phrase with the first words of each line.

Author’s note: The phrases come from Joni Mitchell’s Sex Kills.

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