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May 2020
They made you into a weapon
Then told you to find out peace
I killed a part of myself in heaven
To bring you living in one piece
Threaten with power to manipulate
They took you to war to invade
Oh my soldier why did you participate?
They killed you under the name of fate
From the oldest hearts of humanity
Wars gained nothing but segregation
To their affairs they claimed its legality
Yet to our race a bleak aggravation
And at the end of our chess games
All pawns, rooks, knights, and bishops
All the dead who lost their names
With Queen and King go to the same box

∴ Lyna Salman
Lyna Salman
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