that one group of people,
that one race, or one religion,
is better than all the rest.
i despise…
any system that feeds
the few at the expense
of the many.
i despise…
ignorance, arrogance,
greed, and apathy.
i despise…
the pursuit of money
at the expense of living.
i despise…
narrow minded people
who try to lead
for the good of mankind.
i despise…
indifference, intolerance,
and unforgiveness!
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