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1 Xavier Swanson Ms. Gardner English 10, Period 2 16 September 2014 We have wars to fight, yet you judge us badly? Blood with blood war not, friends delight in friends; Why tyrants which are greeted not gladly, Left to stand on bones of the innocent? If by the cascade of bombs, rifles, and tanks; They are destroyed, do not flinch and grimace, Let them chide thee, who confounds all reason. It was this you desired, a vacuum; One stinger follows after the other, Strikes each and every by mad ordering; A madhouse of terror and painful loss, Which was what you called for, a tyrant gone: Or was this what you feared, a tyrant gone. It stings deeply: 'Another is yet come.'

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    XavierSwanson

    Ms.Gardner

    English10,Period2

    16September2014

    Wehavewarstofight,yetyoujudgeusbadly?

    Bloodwithbloodwarnot,friendsdelightinfriends

    Whytyrantswhicharegreetednotgladly,

    Lefttostandonbonesoftheinnocent?

    Ifbythecascadeofbombs,rifles,andtanks

    Theyaredestroyed,donotflinchandgrimace,

    Letthemchidethee,whoconfoundsallreason.

    Itwasthisyoudesired,avacuum

    Onestingerfollowsaftertheother,

    Strikeseachandeverybymadordering

    Amadhouseofterrorandpainfulloss,

    Whichwaswhatyoucalledfor,atyrantgone:

    Orwasthiswhatyoufeared,atyrantgone.

    Itstingsdeeply:'Anotherisyetcome.'