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Jul 2021
No lives matter the Minute you step out the door
prey to the world chaos imbedded in its core
imbedded in history not a mystery anymore
This our motto, ill Intentions so obscure
rigged to lose we already lost the war
puppets with no string we on the floor
saddled with steak this life seems so raw
No lives matter the minute you step out the door

They control everything
Freedom is misleading
Victims of sins of war
Bought into submission
Who are we living for
who are we crying for
who are we dying for
we should be striving for
living without remorse
dying without being forced
god can you hear my thoughts
cleanse our souls it’s impure
please can you hear my call
can suffering end its course

we lost our morality
It got sold for prosperity
we can’t trust one another
where the hell is the sanity
I know this life's raw
repeating our flaws
we lost our integrity
impure without purity
with wool over our eyes
we lost all transparency
we gave up our decency
we outlived our warranty
there is no more guarantee
we all choking to breathe
currently caught in a dungeon of currency
Written by
Faizel Farzee  34/M/South Africa
(34/M/South Africa)   
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     SUDHANSHU KUMAR and Cody Smith
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