inspiration
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War torn Disfigured forms, Bloodshed Bodies of the dead Hands stained Blood on them Who takes the blame In the end Humanity All for the power and greed.
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This land our home Was stolen from us By vicious greedy, violent, thugs Who now where suits Where once was khaki Out from the shadows They still move darkly Through corridors of power Corridors of corruption Wealth is their real seduction. Now they sell off the forests Polluted our streams They’re ready to exploit And…
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Truth is we all want more More love, More peace, More compassion. Reality is those in power try to deny us of it. But the truth is we can still achieve this. For it resides deep within us, But we need a revolution to take place inside our being. If we can rise up and…