The illness takes
Wailing screams
Children that pray
Yet they keep their head up
Don't look down
Raise the buildings above the pollution
Raise the children above it all
Let the child test your food
As they cough on the blood
Don't let them stain that sickly white uniform
When mothers outlive their children
When the teachers all leave
The emotion gone
No one left to rage
No one to cry
Plain
No oxygen left
The masks we all wear
The illness hurts
The illness takes
A single misdeed breaks the veil
All sympathy gone
Selfish by nature
Illness cannot stop
Multiplies like pests
They know the end it coming
The illness ignores
The illness is US
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