Who can resist the morning sun?
Who can stop the child from having fun?
How can another slash the lives The Giver has spun?
Which mother knew out of her womb a butcher comes?
Beautiful Earthen countries.
No future can be bright when the globe hates.
And how easy it is to hate, to not think that the same
wand may be waved and your end too can come
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