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Mar 2017
New ERA

Burning bones blood settles upon the ashes
Don't you cry girl it's life that passes
Bullets shot in defense of masses
One day child they'll take their chances
There's a new voice that whispers power for fascists
England is a target ripe for clashes
Mistaken messages Ethnics gather to earn their passage
Fools who follow tread the path of ancient rampage
You make the laws then face back lashes
Freedom is a word once meant to fool the different classes
It's transition that confuses and change of chances the new era that has no colour because the world proves altogether the earth enhances.
Change before radicalization
Written by
Peter Kiggin
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