Transcendental Sonnet #785:
Being Strong

They cannot prevent us from being one
They cannot come between us anymore
They cannot interfere with hope begun
We have escaped we have opened the door
To long-forbidden ecstasies denied
Us so long in the darkness where we cried

But we have cried enough for always now
The bastards have tortured us far too long
I say we should get back at them somehow
Living well the best revenge being strong

Laughing at the bastards now laughing last
We are here and they are there after all
They thought they were so big we were so small
But now we leave them stranded in the past

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+Steven Curtis Lance

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