Stop asking me

One died with God upon his breath.
One killed with God within his name.
Depending on the ones you ask:
One’s a hero, one’s a shame.

No one is right, no one is wrong.
No one is black or white or gray.
An empty hand performs a sleight.
A lotus stem siphons away.

And that’s my Twitter take on them.
So, when you ask me for my views,
Remember what I’ve said before:
I do not watch or read the news.

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