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religion is evil, turning people on people..

from muslims to christians, through murderous aquisitions.

with ignorance peaking, polititians speaking-

poisoning our youth with falsified truths-

righteousness pourin out their mouths. Ruthlessly

invading our minds, exposed to hate crimes

so easy to believe when they pay em' just to leave,

soldiers command to kill, against his will..no time to grieve

Now there's blood on the hands of good men and women-

guilty as sin 'cause they hear but don't listen..

I lost a friend to cancer, you've lost a friend to war,

what for? a folded flag dropped at your door?

defending this country was never wrong,

but imposing on others where we don't belong?

burning books of Gods, outweighing the odds

of what this world was meant for.

no shame. killing children and mothers. turnin brothers on brothers.

kids more familiar with bombs than thunder, burrying hope down under

the world they dream of..

900,000+ alone, just in Vietnam-

you think we'd have learned, yet instead-

dropping bombs. who's to blame? it's a game, only rule:

no shame.

motivated by vengeance. powered by hate.

when will we learn? it's already too late..

one more death. one more motherless child.

like a destructive tornado, or fire growin wild..

but worse. because we've done it to ourselves.

And lets not forget what we've done to the

earth.

from it's creatures to forests,depleting it's worth..

BP on it's knees

for the harm that it's caused-

Congress, hit the books. Time to rethink the laws..

and all it took was devastation.

I hope it was worth it.

all the poison me make, and take just to live-

without ever thinking, maybe it's our turn to give

back.

and I don't give a ---- who the president slept with,

I'd rather know about who the president met with,

crept with, put us in debt with.

it's more complex than portrayed; the edges are frayed..

believing the governments scandals, how the government handles

the drugs, the poor, and the people in need-

power in the hands of those powered by greed.

I wish I could cleanse the souls

of all i meet- reintroduce compassion

so we don't have to compete. mistreat. and abuse

our brothers. find forgiveness and redemption.

erase these exemptions that make one inferior to another.

peace is not cliche, or out of reach-

& those who say it is are simply weak.

its easier to believe, & to follow with neutrality

than to stand up for whats right and fight

for morality..
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