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Nov 2024
No words can describe the sadness I feel
Listening to musings of those mad with power
Dividing this house with vigor and zeal,
With no ear for cries of the people devoured.
Then again, does it even matter what’s right?
Victors write history, and a win is a win  
Regardless of rules, or how ***** they fight.
Will it be enough to hide the truth of the sin?
Another one I wrote several years ago and sadly it’s still relevant today.
Written by
Michael  USA
(USA)   
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