Life
people just come and go,
shooting everyone evern there foes,
there is no peace in the air,
no one is left to spare,
everyone has died,
because of the lies,
you can hear the cannons in your ear,
and all of the sudden you might feel fear,
people are dying for no good reason,
or maybe it's just a season,
discriminance is everywhere,
whether it's about hair,
or what you wear,
who shall begin the shout,
about the route,
the nation should take,
government always interferes,
trying to find the cures,
to the bleediing nation,
but they don't have the patience....
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