Of fences and offences

Here is a tale,
Of offensive fences,
On one offensive fence,
Sits an artist,
Painting an ugly picture,
Of an important caricature,
People reviled,
People shocked,
People disrespected,
People raged,
And the fence continues to offend,
With ink rather than blood.

On the opposing offensive fence,
Sits a murderer,
Playing God's role,
Replacing atrocity with sanctity,
People hurt,
People threatened,
People hated,
People killed,
And the fence continues to offend,
With blood rather than ink.

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