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a place where no one goes
hard to breathe with windows closed
not a dry eye when widows cry
making orphans out of someones child
full scale clashes all over the world
politics changing moods to black and blues
hard looking away standing face to face
have to calculate each move it makes
in times of war we playing chest on boards
instead of Monopoly in a state of anomaly
machines don't bleed lose limbs
wear tims neither her or hims
making the best out of the mess
a big pot of goulash and a crust of bread
no child should close their eyes at night
without being nurtured, nourished and fed
brown, black, yellow or red, still it's so
　
