Un(en)titled

These are the races of people:
Those who hope to love
And those who need to hate.

These are the tribes of people:
Those who defend the powerful
And those who defend the weak.

These are the castes of people:
Those who are attacked in libraries
And those who burn books.

These are the religions of people:
Those who kill for their gods
And those who die for their beliefs.

These are the broken bones and blinded eyes of people, the bloodied shirts
And shattered cries of
People, the invaded homes and bolted gates of
People, the denied countries, refuge, and states of people,
The detained people and blood and grime
Stained people, the pressed into service by power
People, the made to kneel and cower people, our
People:

Those that are glorified and killed
And those that are vilified and killed.

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