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Hate
Heaven hates with cosmic ire,
The star point breaks,
The earth's core cracks
And fire-tongued mountains
Consume a sleeping valley.
But when man hates
His clumsy hands drip human blood,
And where, in some quiet land
White goats danced on a hillside
Or children gathered flowers,
A thousand puny skulls
Give feast to flies and maggots.
Written by Pauli Murray (1910-1985)
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