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Under the rubble Of humanity’s last battle Lay the lost children The neglected, impoverished and unfortunate Subject to the politicking of cruel men Their souls polluted with the dust of the devil incarnate The children have no voice Lost, in the darkness of Damascus Stolen, in the ruins of Rwanda But their odes shall remain Imprinted upon The broken concrete of civilization
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 10:03 AM UTC
The Odes of Lost Children
Under the rubble Of humanity’s last battle Lay the lost children The neglected, impoverished and unfortunate Subject to the politicking of cruel men Their souls polluted with the dust of the devil incarnate The children have no voice Lost, in the darkness of Damascus Stolen, in the ruins of Rwanda But their odes shall remain Imprinted upon The broken concrete of civilization
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 10:03 AM UTC
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