Tyranny
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The terrorist and tyrant dwell,
not very far apart,
and thrive on fear and death and greed,
and evil's darkest art.
When ignorance and apathy,
and hateful acts conspire,
the arsonist arrives by night,
to light perdition's fire.
And once alight infernos grow,
consuming hope and prayer.
Then only knowledge, care and grace,
can quench the soul's despair.
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