People Over Politics, World Over Wealth
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Mother gently rocks the cradle,
the little one fast asleep as long
as the motion doesn’t cease. Now
he’s growing, knowing sights and
sounds for the first time, both
exciting and sublime. Shriek of joy,
shriek of terror. Whether this is right
or wrong or where we belong within
the structure of the whole. Going forth
to soothe my soul. The girl, a woman,
now sitting beside me, though I
have not known her before this
day. It’s as if we have talked forever.
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