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Ancestor's Prize

One day my eyes were filled Why people are not mild How trust could be now build Can you in society be chilled See relations are been now killed One day my eyes were filled All having dreadful eyes And thinking themselves wise Making their weapons rise Is that our ancestor's prize All are being fake but nice Hey its a political dise They don't get themselves guide Oh its a topic wide We don't see for a bide Just make our crime to hide And take a good dream ride Leaders are at wrong side They haven't gone through good cites How could they then lit lights If they 'ill be in money fights What can we do to reach heights This thought made people fright Is government going to take their bites Don't take all this so lite And make your heart pure and tight Just fight for your aim's flight And make your country's kite , To fly up in bright lights Let youth now led the car To make our futures better far And make this world free of wars

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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