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Poetry from within
   

A chance encounter


Treat me kindly sir

For I'm only passing through

Lay down your rifle

Don't aim straight and true

I'm sorry if I surprised you

With stealth and silent paws

But lay down your rifle sir

For I'm only passing through.



Treat me kindly sir

A creature of God's earth

Lay down your rifle

Do not betray your birth

Co-existing in our worth

Let's respect our right to live

So lay down your rifle sir

A creature of God's earth.

Jan Hedger