Crimson blood flows
Through the rubble of life,
Innocent is that blood spilt
During the fight,
A fight that they were caught up in
Yet never wanted a part of,
Just trying to live their life,
No idea of the wrongs or rights,
Yet their blood still flows
And the death toll grows,
As does your shame,
As you harm humanity again,
Because of your greed and power games.
fauxcroft 
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