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Think of the first world war think of young Princip his mud floor house with stones for walls Poverty and shame it was hard to make an existence it was hard to make a life the food that they were growing Went to overseers Princip watched his family starve he fought to overcome the poverty around him It simply was no fun profit went to empire Monarchs sang and danced as the children of the poor died on the streets It was not by chance he came to hate existence he came to hate his life he killed the Prince of Austria It was a freedom fight he fought to overcome the poverty and strife it was a simple billet that started up the war and millions died from suffering the world took up his fight think of Karl Marz with communism plans, he was also wanting healthy worlds I think it was his plan to build a better living the dream of every man when you live down in poverty and watch your children die you learn to hate this living your gangs then build our wars the streets become our battlegrounds society at war, the shops and agriculture lie broken on the floor people flee in terror people flee in pain they become the refuges now full of anger's pain with grief, they want to blame The rich they won't give money America they blame the worlds building anger a dark and angry mote The more you give in charity the more you play the game as poverty creates people that steal it away The grief's created anger they blame and blame and blame without the jobs and future it builds the blaming game If we invest in companies get them to understand we can all work together to make a better world workers don't get charity they just want decent pay the money for their family to feed them every day you give our people charity the dole you pay each day they also learn to cheat and steal it seems to be that way granted when you have lost a job you need the helping hand but that should not be always it's work that helps us mend if you are stuck in wheelchairs you just need different jobs it doesn't matter, who you are disabled young and old We all feel more successful when we are earning gold when you can feed your family when you can buy your home when you can feel you matter you carry better loads it does not build your hatred it does not build your pain If we all work together if we all build your jobs we make a better planet a planet full of love

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