They do not cry when you cut them,
muted in life
and death.
But what gods are we,
to measure a soul by science,
or days, or sound or sight?
Listen:
to the rending of the conscience,
for the voiceless will not speak.
But what men are we,
to stand by quietly, amid
the silent genocide?
This… how can society be so blind to this.
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Yeah. I wonder too.
Romans 1.
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“…what gods are we, to measure a soul by science…”
Thank you.
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