Battlefield
The one thing I will change is the World, because it is a Battlefield
through the pain and suffering that comes from violence,
leaving your home may be the last time you ever see it again
becasue every time you step outside your life is in jeopardy,
having to look over both shoulder's at once is mandatory
your life is never promised to live another day,
but in today's world when something happens people tend to record it
yes I said they rather record instead of helping you,
there is a saying "You see something, say something"
but people minds don't relate to that,
for this to be a battlefield people should have no problem helping each other
everyones voice at once is bigger then your own.
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