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Aug 2017
Many ways of Starvation.


The dust left us homeless from which we came from;

the truth less important than starvation.

A place blessed with food for everyone;

the food we eat while they die in the sun.

The people we trusted promised salvation;

now they tell us there's no more money to come.

The dust left us homeless from which we came from;

the truth less important than starvation.

A war built on unholy terrorization;

the gas and electricity are keeping us warm.

The world economy based on capitalism;

the years have always told us that less and fewer people are to have than those who have none.

The dust left us homeless from which we came from;

now isn't it time for the world to be as one.
Peter Kiggin
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Peter Kiggin  44/M/Wigan
(44/M/Wigan)   
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