Pick-ups!
On the way in a convoy;
Between Syria and Iraq,
With the symbols of war all over!
And, of the hatred to the one they call, 'their enemies'.
The source!
Pointed out;
Assisting the minds of the earth to thin twice,
Lent, learnt!
Bombing and slaughtering;
Sight, insight!
But, this way of life and behaviour will never bring peace to the earth.
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