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Who are you to judge us

lacking

poor

primitive

and uncouth,


when it is we who were brave and creative, throwing open

wombs

homes

arms

and shores?


Who are you to find our choices

wanting

misguided

foolish

and naive,


when it is we who stole peace from violence against all

predictions

odds

bets

and hopes?


Who are you to mistake our purpose and intention for

avarice

brawn

self-gain

and war,


when it is we who show daily how you can overcome

terror

dread

loss and

history?

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