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   Three Sons No Longer Fight

     Disking the rock strewn
     Objected earth near Bet Shean,
     Underneath the Middle Eastern sky
     Rows of mean earth riven by the blades,
     We cut away our anger, hate, and pride,
     Stopping to drink, not from the liquor


Of fanatic corruption but from
The precious water welling up,
Our oasis of Jacob'd sharing,
In this Hanukkah season
Of Christ's mass after
Ramadan.

Allah

We three sons of Abraham,
Muslim, Jew, and Christian,
Fight the true battle
Not each other but 
To be found worthy
In compassion
Giving,
And purity--
The true 
Submission
To God
Over
All.

Selah


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