And I remind
those songs
talking of peace
talking of love.
Today I remind them
listening to the radio.
I hear from the news
that after decades
cannonballs keep flying
men searching for command
and people keep dying.
But now I don't blame God anymore
for the man's thirst of power
for his greed of money.
Everyone has got a flag of glory
to cover the shame of death
and make his murders
as were a right.
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Author:
Albix (
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- Published: August 1st, 2025 10:15
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