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Why must the feet of the poor
endure the pavement of resistance
   and the grips of despair?
Their eyes can see no more beauty
   in the sunlight or gentleness in the air
Oh Sun, why must you rise tomorrow
   and meet those same eyes of sorrow
the strength of society refuses to repair
Reality has no more effect on the hearts of men
   though with buckets of tears they pretend,
But deceitful eyes will always shed tears
    lest the eyes of the sun be put out...

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Robert Anthony James

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