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    dots Submission Name: Tides of Mandots
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    Author: HisNameIsNoMore
    ASL Info:    28 - Male - Ohio
    Elite Ratio:    3.02 - 75/187/232
    Words: 238
    Class/Type: Poetry/Death
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    dotsTides of Mandots
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    You do not matter,
    a grain in the vast desert sea.
    Burdened by children yet to speak,
    let alone - be.

    The future is weak,
    drowned by present realities.
    Emotion gaslighting factual being,
    downplaying grim tragedies.

    Conversation with Gods',
    add no depth to this reflection.
    As lie is defined by divine
    weight in fictional belief.

    Tribalism lures man.

    Europeans burned a symphony,
    cutting cries of families -
    with centuries of promises in tomorrow.

    Brethren sold as slaves,
    black skin clad in black iron,
    oceans away they build.

    The great Khan that united,
    raped and burned,
    across the fields of Asia.

    Humanity built this machine,
    like the massacre at Nanjing
    and men behind Unit 7-3-1.

    Famine strikes Yemen,
    you feast - like Egyptians did,
    eating your own children.

    Boer's murdered for land,
    perceived, not procured
    by ill-gotten gains.

    Walked, these trails
    soaked in tears
    of Cherokee remembered.

    Kurdish families gassed
    in Iraq -
    people of Syria suffocated the same.

    The Jewish at Majdanek,
    Auschwitz and Shoah -
    waited for the train to come back.

    Khmer Rouge
    amongst you, the people -
    Tell the wise which trench to go.

    Kulak's sown to salt,
    proletariat finger pointing away
    their own fault.

    Claim with conviction
    and enamor the crowd,
    pull their eyes from the rising tides.

    Save humanity and let it die.




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