Perfectly, he made it
Made it perfectly for them the oppressed
Molded it into your perfection
Perfection of your innermost desire
Desire you covetously desired
Accord him the credit he who made it
He made it for you
To relieve you the oppressed
Oppression beyond your ancient history
The oppression that molded you
Into laughing stock
Into shoe brush likeness
Into his utmost happiness
Relieved you relieve, rested it upon you
Upon you was his seat
The seat of his usual comforts
Comfort of dishonest
Comfort upon he likes most
But he who made it perfect had dared
Dared for your total perfection
He is for your perfection
For your perfect perfection
Never is never more oppression
Out for more oppression, is out for more perfection
In for more oppression, is out for more perfection
In for more slavery, is in for more ignorance
In for more deceits, is in for your own more short memory
In for more self-hatred, is in for more self-humiliation
In for more self-gossiping, is in for his self salvage
None of a self-defensive right is self rights
Rights never identified are never righteously granted
Accord him he who defended, for he defended
Accord him he who still in for it, in it for you
Voluntarily did he do it, did for self-discovery did he do it
He who did it yesterday is him who does it
He who humiliates me is him who humiliated me then
Never has he never changed, is never but him
His flattery tongue is his silver tongue
His present peaceful tongue is his tomorrow’s war-liked tongue
His present persuasive tongue is his tomorrow’s harsh tongue
His current hoarse voice is his tomorrow’s adamant voice
His voluntary offers are his defensive cajole
Comparative value is his comparative devaluation
Does his devaluation, is his credence
False credence, is his force credence
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