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Jun 2015
The horror of a thousand lives
embroiled in war continued
lost souls
lives cruelly devalued

Futile is a fight
which never ends
a constant battle tires
even the strongest of us bend

War can only exist
in minds of those who hate
the Chiefs sitting behind their desk
who never leave their gate

The soldiers on the ground
are the long suffering warriors
obeying orders abound
dying for these crusaders

Greed and jealousy is rife
among capitalist fascist men
hellbent on invasion
no prayers are said for them

Conflict of those who lost their souls
as war continued
the horror of a thousand lives
crumbled and devalued
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