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Smiling as we groan A nation filled with hatred The poor feels the pains As the plebeians labour in vain Who can salvage us? The souls of men wane Crying for the liberty Why the hatred of the conscientious? People dance to the public naked Animals bemoan the sufferings The sky bleeds blue blood Why do men hunt their fellows? Silencing the souls of men Marching orders of vagabonds Hatred of the cries of the victims Why honour the stained boots?
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Jul 23, 2024
Jul 23, 2024 at 2:14 AM UTC
Pain
Smiling as we groan A nation filled with hatred The poor feels the pains As the plebeians labour in vain Who can salvage us? The souls of men wane Crying for the liberty Why the hatred of the conscientious? People dance to the public naked Animals bemoan the sufferings The sky bleeds blue blood Why do men hunt their fellows? Silencing the souls of men Marching orders of vagabonds Hatred of the cries of the victims Why honour the stained boots?
Liberation without consequences is worthless!
Uzo
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M/Lagos
Jul 23, 2024
Jul 23, 2024 at 2:14 AM UTC
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