Who wakes
Who sleeps
When the wind whispers warning
And the sun drink up the rivers
Who listens
Who ignore
The lightning flash
When Heaven thunder down messages
Who understands
Who tells why
Kids making kids
Mothers drunk in the bar
Children gun down in their classrooms
Who sees
Who's blind
Time, the bank of emptiness
Is rounding-off its transactions
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