William Blake – Webmuseum

I crossed his rapier with my smile.

My heart bled for his hatred.

He seeks my demise, me, his brother…

For a different tone of skin?

What follies men do,

Once the beast is unleashed.

Whether it is because you abhor the ‘other’

Or to kill for the love of your God

It is ever and always will be …


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