I wonder about terrorism, how can something so sinister grow
How's it possible for people to hate people they don't know?
Then I see fear grip this country...and seeds of hatred grow...
And terror win when we begin to hate people we don't know.
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Verse 1 was great. Caution doesn't mean hate, it's just good sense. Self preservation is not a crime.