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No one holds their views
Due to what went down
With them or their kin.
Love, hard times, and pain
Aren’t the half of it.

Folks hold their views due
To views that they’ve learned,
The views that hold them,
Have since they were young,
Just kids, most of them.

Rough blows can tilt you.
You can learn to loathe
Who did what to you.
You can come to love
The few more than kind.

You can act as if
You don’t hold such views.
You may sense you don’t
Hold those views that hold
You in like thin skin,

But they’re part of you,
All the views that flew
Through the storms, the worms
That lit on your head
To hatch howling storms.