He chose us.
You felt threatened.
You decimated our numbers, banished our remainders.
Stateless for centuries, we roamed, ever your scapegoat.
We triumphed, coalescing on sacred ground.
We defend our existence at home and unite abroad.
You feel threatened.
You choose us.
Such a poignant comment on an evil that somehow never seems to go away and that disturbs not enough people. A very apt response to this week’s question.
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Thanks, Tienne!
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Outstanding response to this week’s question. And very powerful!!!
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I’m humbled! Thank you!
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A poignant response. Made me stop and think–I love that.
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Thanks, Genna!
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Very thoughtful, like a sharp shove to the midsection. “THINK!”
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Thanks, Kir! Next time I’ll try not to yell so loudly (because you wrote “think” in all caps). 😉 anyway I hope the shove to the gut wasn’t TOO forceful!
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Nice, Melanie!
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Thank you, Jen! I’m glad you stopped by!
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Very powerful and poignant. And true.
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Wow! Thanks!
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Concise with powerful word choices. Thought provoking post as always.
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“As always?” Wow! Thanks!
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Who is the ‘you’ here?
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You are free to interpret it however you want. My answer would be pretty boring: this poem is a response to an arbitrary writing prompt, “why do you keep doing this to us?”
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