I do not have to prove anything I send to you (The Little Dhimmi)
Shall lies you spew find no retreat
In your liberal arrogant year
Lies told but never discreet
When belief casts out the truth so clear
Shall the spirits that worship hate
Cover the truth in their darkened glow
Recant, and spew the lies that show
Your beliefs to this truth desecrate
Shall you in your silent stone so cold
Redefine your beliefs in the liars mart
And run away quickly from the truth so bold
Hate-drenched words from a stone cold heart
Shall you once more refuse my demand
Of providing proof for your words of hate
Hate rooted deeply not even you can understand
It’s doubtful from such a liberal reprobate
The Acharn
- Cecil Hill
- Retired military officer and wife. Taught at Assumption University of Thailand from 2002 -2007 and at Southwest Jiaotong University - Emei Branch 2007 -2010. Currently retired and living at home in Bangkok, Thailand. More formal education than common sense dictates. Career language and cultural enthusiasts. Combined knowledge of more languages than is practical. Both realized early on that material never out weighs spiritual. Pursuing the spiritual as a lifelong endeavor.
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