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A War

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A child is born, takes a breath,
a heart beats a rhythm,
behold, creation.
A child see's, a child perceives,
his makers notice,
his nation leads him

A child grows, A child understands,
corruption can be fought
with a gun in hand.

A child, now a man
a man now afraid...


A child is born, takes a breath,
a heart beats a rhythm,
behold, creation.

A child see's, a child perceives
his makers notice,
his nation guides him.

A child grows, a child understands,
corruption can be fought
with a pen in hand.

A child, now a man,
a man, now afraid...

A war has started, corruption prevailed,
these children, now men,
fight in vain.

Two men cross paths, two men understand,
corruption will be fought
with a gun in hand...
Mathieu Hotte
Friday, January 14, 2005
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