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Jun 2017
Life and Death
as the pendulum swings
Back and forth the momentum wins
The victim of change, Aesthetics of hate
Gravitational, Force pushes us down

Stop listen turn around
Hatred spills the blood in town
Screaming spells the loss of love
Freedom slipping from the hand in a glove

Dictatorship, Reside
Revolution, Obide
Nowhere left to hide
Sandstorm growing at my door
Slipping through the cracks
Words born in anger fight back

Muslim, Attack
Caucasian, Relax
World of Aggression never slacks
Expectations devour
Hate gives birth to our final hour

Cant you see, This is it
Human kind divided, Falling to bits
No chance to cling together
only blown apart
By bombs bought from Martyrs
In a War they claim they didnt start
Conor Martin
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Conor Martin  Belfast
(Belfast)   
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