History Repeats

Every raindrop

Tastes the same

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Falls from the

Same satin sky

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From clouds

Who have

Rained upon

Every barbarity,

Every blessed thing;

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This history

I taste

As it

Drip drops

Between my

Parted lips

Is as bitter today

As it was in my youth;

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Unforgiving,

Undaunted and

Replete with

The profane

Malevolence

Of the ages.

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