I have kissed
the face of God.
Travelled to the poverty of Limerick.
My soul has been washed clean
by the tears of refugees.

I have shared
a cell with Mandela.
Smelt death
and given birth.
Stared into the hateful eyes
of a Nazi dictator.

I have tasted
the bitterness of Apartheid.
Witnessed a man walk on water.
Built empires,
destroyed countries,
and redefined religion.

I have read.

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