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A mother cradles her babies lifeless form Her eyes pouring tears like waterfalls, What did her baby do to cause it’s death, Did nothing to to no one but is now bereft of breath. Her baby had adopted no political or religious belief, Was unaware of colour or gender like we, All the baby wanted…
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How many tears have been cried over graves, of victims of this violent age, where war is so prevalent and oppression is too, killed by terrorist actions as well as police and by so called peace keeping forces and soldiers at war, in the name of greed and power from those who want more and use…
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They were somebody’s baby Brother/sister a mum or dad, Stood up for their rights Aired their voices clear But then they paid the price Through acts of violence, Perpetrated through fear And now they’re dead. They were somebody’s baby Who had the right to live, They were somebody’s baby But they’ve now been put to…
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Truth is, I don’t need this, Negativity on my TV, It’s not my reality, No its not my thing, All this war and violence Bloodshed and dead bodies Across my plasma screen. Truth is, I don’t need this, Negativity on my TV, It’s not my reality, No its not my thing, I don’t want to…
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