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BALLADE OF THE OUTCASTS: THE VOICE OF THE CHILDREN, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: We are the innocents that weep
Last Line: For we are hated by all men.


We are the Innocents that weep,
While our bones rot with foul decays,
For all the woes that we must reap:
No mother sings us lulling lays,
No father o'er our slumber prays,
But forth we fare from den to dem
To filch the death-bread of the strays:
For we are hated by all men.






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