Why is it a white flag that means we have a truce?
Why a white dove the symbol of our peace.
Why is colour important in this war that does not cease.
Why does this injustice breathe, who is it that we police.
Who put these boundaries up, where is this fear born.
Our brothers and sisters mourn.
A world full of hate, a world full of scorn.
Hearts torn, lines drawn.
This can\'t be our future, what our children learn.
The evil of our past confined to a history we should burn.
A memory of atrocities, now is the time to turn.
To stand up, stand together.
Too often has our silence deafened, defeated, denied. Too often has our blind eyes ignored the cries.
It\'s not our pain, is not good enough, it\'s not our suffering that they handcuff.
It\'s not our skin that they smother, and it\'s not our father, and it\'s not our mother.
It is not good enough. It is not all black and white.
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