<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392456" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>With my beloved</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I pray with my beloved<br>She is the moon in whom I disappear<br>Men of evil may kill her<br>And the beauty of her children<br>And gun down the mourners at her funeral<br>And the taut spirit in me –<br>So I love her in this moment<br>Against the murders of that day<br>When the centuries’ chain of anguish<br>Will be dragged across the backs<br>Of the suffering, toiling prisoners here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I wake tomorrow and find her taken<br>If I wake to receive the news of her murder<br>I will confront her assassins<br>I will haunt their souls<br>With the intensity of all they are obsessed to destroy<br>I will use the weapon<br>Of the faith that she planted in me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My thoughts become hers’<br>In this hour of the serious part of night<br>And I visit the place<br>Where strength and survival are renewed<br>And technology is democratized<br>And the fruits of nature are harvested<br>For our delight<br>For our tenderness<br>For our fertility<br>For our freedom, brief, from fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To all the men<br>Who murdered us one in three: <br>I see you now<br>Bringing slaughter upon the homes of my beloved.<br>You see what you do.<br>I wrestle with my hatred.<br>You are nothing to forgive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(“It is an easy thing to rejoice in the tents of prosperity; <br>Thus could I sing and thus rejoice; but it is not so with me”<br>William Blake)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Bana">Frank Bana</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392456" data-title="With my beloved de Frank Bana" data-description="I pray with my beloved She is the moon in whom I disappear Men of evil may kill her And the beauty of her children And gun down the mourners at her funeral And the taut spirit in me – So I love her in this moment Against the murders of that day ..."></div> </div> </div>

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