A Small Group
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In every nation,
in every continent,
in every religion,
there is a small group of persons indecent.
Most of the persons in a society,
most of the persons in a community,
are nice and decent.
We ignore the majority of good humans,
generalize the minority of demons,
and start calling bad names,
to a nation,
to a continent,
or,
to a religion.
Despite all their selfishness of a small group of people
man is not yet too bad to be destroyed by the nature.
Spread odors of love,
reflect colors of love,
still nice is mother earth's ovary
still delicious are the fruits of love.
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