In this world,
People have no clue.
They all assume,
The worst.
But do they ever stop to think?
Look at the used and abused,
Open your eyes,
So much pain!
All the dying,
And the sick.
The war is just it,
All they feel is dread.
For the lost,
For the poor,
See the weak
Just desperate.
The families,
And the damed.
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