THE meek

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Fury cavorts like river dancers
Raging like fire or whitecaps :   the tips
Bullwhip crack, erasing graph edges .
The spleen full of purple blood pulses ;
The liver floods the ducts with black bile ;
And the heart breaks for the defenseless .
The strong have the edge, double–bladed ;
In Darwinian darkness :   gnostic
Sin that darkens all molecules .
Magma percolates under the crust,
Explosive din of ancient belief,
Thinking that volume overpowers
Justice ;  however, the meek gain numbers
And sponsors exponential for progress
Into starshine that banishes shadow :
The meek will—finally—inherit the earth .

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