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Nov 2017
They paid a price I’m told
These sacrificial lambs of old
To King and Country, bend
When will it end?
Egos in their offices, directing men to war
What was it for?
Freedom? Democracy?
We stop and see through a different lens.
Their lives did not have to end had their leaders been “bigger” men.
Can you not see?
The world wants to be free.
Free from hunger and oppression.
Free from ego and obsession.
When the despots rule, the voter is the fool.
Don’t let their memories fade. The frightened and the brave.
The pawns who played their part in games led by knaves.
Lainey
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Lainey  47/F/Queensland Australia
(47/F/Queensland Australia)   
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