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Collaboration with Marcello Eans

Every day I walk to work, I tremble with fear,
Not knowing if this morning will be my last.
I’m not certain if I will ever escape from here
And move to a place that won’t judge me for my past.

I can’t say that I’m very proud of what I’ve done,
But it’s only because of my will to survive.
My childhood was full of violence, not fun.
The first time I killed someone, I was only five.
 
When you live in a country that has only war,
Fighting in this ring of life, no idea what for,
Weapons of mass destruction on the menu daily,
Suicide bombers run rampant and death cries, “Pay me!”

Innocence taken, stripped of your right to be human,
Equivalent of dirt of less, we assess, and we view man.
Assuming an eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth,
Turning the other cheek is not the choice that you choose.

I’m an old man now, with a different point of view.
I’ve fought many battles with a lot of anger and strife.
The bad things I’ve done to people I never even knew
Are just visions in my mind from a former life.

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