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My Name is Kolebe


The world is not a nice place

But not always at equal pace

The world likes to fight and race

But it also likes to segregate

The World wants a change

But each day is just the same

I am looking for a free world

One without hate

Less of pain, frustration, stress

Later we'll worry about the rest

Money, Money, Money is all the want

But we don't see the good, even in a bold font

All I'm saying

Just stop the slaying

The children, Women, and even the men

Let's work together to put Humpty Dumpty back together again.

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