See the aggro in my homeland
The heart of everybody has been haramed like a farmland
Love is no where to be found
Everybody is living a life of bond
Money has inflicted their heart
They have been terrorized by the passion of their heart
They are no more afraid of their brother's blood
No where to look up for truth
Their love is scattered like a lute
The pulpit has become a strine of wealth
Messanger of heaven has become messanger of wealth
Those in power have been ebolarized by their veto
They have forgotten those who live in the ghetto
No more hope for tomorrow
They are puttng the heart of their subject in sorrow
Save us from our doom
And bring us back the bloom
Let the North call the East
Let the South call the West
Let all come together for love
Because love is life
Preach peace for the yet unborn
Let them not meet their home all gone
Bring back our HOPE
And let us not be a DOPE.
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