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Give us Life


The cry of a little baby, The agony of young soul, The brutality of life, That streams down from souls, All this can be repaired, Walk to that beggar, Speak to that pregnant teenage girl, Encourage that young boy on the street, Rather than criticising, And laying blames on the innocence, Of that young fellow, You aren't better off Cos one of your decisions Caused that rampaging predicament That resulted in condemnation, Give us life we plead! Not strife To you who make policies, Think before he realises The reality of the damaged Bomeranged at him for his hustling, And bustle that all results in Painful shame, Sorrowful agony, And a sad soul screaming "Come to our aids, The government has taken us alive, With a policy that rewards the elites, Not the poor soul that needs a light. Give us light that will illuminate, Not the elites that will culmunate Give us life we plead! Not policies
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