Under a law which knew no mercy,
It does not take any consideration
To know I wouldn’t have made it.
Should I have been there then,
In short order they would have
Dragged me outside the camp.
How many times over,
I cannot begin to estimate,
I would be under stones.
the sieve and the sand 
Nice
i love the delicate strength in which this was written. LOVE
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because i agree with it. therefore making it a winner.