In the annals of human lore there are
unique and rare stories whose ancient
origins are located in the mists of time
and this is one of them. This is a story
of humankind whose iteration is endless
one for which there is surely a genesis but
just as surely no limit. It endures in all its
manifestations with no sign of flagging
as it makes its way into the future. It is
not a fable, not a myth, not a folk story
but a repeatable occurrence that no
measurable calamity is capable of stemming
for the cause and the reaction stirs itself to
life without end. It is not exactly a story
of unrequited love, nor is it a story of
human compassion overcoming adversity.
This story is, by any measure, one of
ghastly horrors, of a mass rejection of
the presence of a people upon whom is
visited, era following era, catastrophic
enmity and annihilation. It is a people
among whom the seed of genius has been
generously endowed yet whose purported
character is unfailingly held in contempt.
It is a people for whom hope and a future
is denied but they themselves cling fast.
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