Civil War By Uncivil People - Poem by Litan Dey
If you can die to kill hundreds,
We can die to kill you...gather up uncivil war!
Raging in the cold streets
which is already flourishing.
War means 'Which are the Route to demolish'
War is the permanent pregnancy put to death
We all scholars know that and love to forget
We can't change our genes by learning!
Our mind is a Bally canal-memory
We know the results and we bring the causes forth
I rather suggest to give us a drop of poison than war! !
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