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The sins of of our past forefather’s

Has left us dealing with the damage of society,

The damage that was wreaked

With the imperialistic disease,

Has left future generations divided and on their knees,

Which the old guard still look back on with some glee.

The sins of our forefathers

Have left us with the bodies and death,

And a great deal of moral debt

That belongs to the countries they exploited and raped

And this is something future generations live with

Throughout the ages,

Through the wars that they waged,

Never a thought for future generations

In a future age,

Just death, destruction and exploitation was their way,

The forefathers of the past age

Who defined darkness, hate and misery in every way.