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We boast we love our land our people, our economy. And, without any remorse We ****** the living and say atrocious words like they should have stayed in their homeland and they deserved to drown. No apology, no fallen tear. We boast we love our freedom we long to go out some do go out even though they should not go out. And then, we let the hunters hunt To shoot the fragile, winged creatures To crush their wingless dreams To sing no more For the game of a moment For the pride of a moment. No apology, no fallen tear. We say we love our nature Yet we **** the land that we have To fields of concrete And greed leads to death As our lives become void As long as money makers get richer. And then we forget. No apology, no fallen tear. Yet, Somewhere deep inside, a soul resides. A heart which dreams and feels which is compassionate and empathic. And if we stop for a moment To let all sink in, and we realise that our hurts and pains are making us all blind - We want to apologise, to cry and to forgive.
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 6:51 AM UTC
What we Are
We boast we love our land our people, our economy. And, without any remorse We ****** the living and say atrocious words like they should have stayed in their homeland and they deserved to drown. No apology, no fallen tear. We boast we love our freedom we long to go out some do go out even though they should not go out. And then, we let the hunters hunt To shoot the fragile, winged creatures To crush their wingless dreams To sing no more For the game of a moment For the pride of a moment. No apology, no fallen tear. We say we love our nature Yet we **** the land that we have To fields of concrete And greed leads to death As our lives become void As long as money makers get richer. And then we forget. No apology, no fallen tear. Yet, Somewhere deep inside, a soul resides. A heart which dreams and feels which is compassionate and empathic. And if we stop for a moment To let all sink in, and we realise that our hurts and pains are making us all blind - We want to apologise, to cry and to forgive.
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 6:51 AM UTC
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