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Injustice and Tyranny


When the smoke clears Rubble stands, The system broke And death walks free. The body lies in the street The gun smoking And when the smoke clears Death walked free Free to live Free to kill. When the smoke clears We see the lies We see the system Broken and unjust. When the smoke clears The fire spreads Revolutions begin Tyrants fall Bodies lie in the street And Death walks free. Death walks free We let him go Now the smoke is clear We rise against what We now see Injustice and Tyranny
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Dman1123

I'm a 20 year old, young poet and am attending college for Food and Beverage Management.

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