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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Problems

Peace is nothing but a dream
Stained by the greed of green
Bystanders watch as it bleeds and screams

Borders separate all that is love
A nation scared of change
Instead of embrace, they shove

Language, the essence of life
Words fly back and forth
Flying daggers cutting like a knife

They say equal for all lovers
But not necessarily
What if they're the same sex as each other?

Famine strikes the lives of those
No one extends a hand
No food or clothes

So focused on material objects we are
We lose sight of what is right
This is all leaving a scar

Everyone feels the effects in the dark of the night
The darkness of power consumes their minds
Power doesn't care if you're black or white

Pushing for a picture of hell
Will things ever change?
Only time will tell

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