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Jesuses of Opposition

the clock struck one at a quarter to three
and the stagehands called for places

The lovers played opposers the happy played sad
and the twins played Juliet!.

The players all cried as the curtains drew wide
and at the end the crowd was standing!.

The crowd went away at the end of the day and all that's were the chairs and the curtain!.

Later that night in the pale moonlight
you could see the children's faces

their feet had no shoes and their bodies were bruised
But they handed the tax men their taxes

As the tired kids slept the silk moon wept
for the jesuses of opposition

The kids never knew life till a man with a knife
took it from their motherWww@QuestionHome@Com

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