‘Never Say Never Again’
Behold the dance of the oppressor's folly,
A tango of greed and malice, so hollow.
They sow the seeds of harm with grasping hands,
Yet reap the bitter fruit in their own lands.
The landmines they've laid, a trap so cruel,
Shall be their undoing, a karmic jewel.
For the arc of justice, though slow it may bend,
Inevitably turns, their reign to end.
As the mystic once said, "Oppressors won't stay,
Unpunished they'll face the reckoning day."
Though the wait may be long, this truth never fades,
That the seeds of their harm, their own path degrades.
Let us then, dear friend, walk the path of light,
Sowing seeds of compassion, with all our might.
For in living with grace, we build a new way,
Where no landmines are laid, and justice holds sway.