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The sound of the guns going off in the streets are now recognizable ...we no longer get shaken by the blood spilling of our people the number goes up daily. Why do we believe life has no meaning? when they take the life of our children it's clear they don't care about the future of this nation.

How did the guns get on the streets... the monster of crime is now out of control, police and government can't find a clue to the problem or they don't have the will because the corruption is in the system.

I hear Marley’s cry "how many more will have to suffer, how many more will have to die” in our murderous streets, the river of blood runs freely. How can the colour of our politics orange or green take the life of our people. We need to grow up wiser knowing our life is a prize worth keeping.

Rise- up my country men we can't continue to look the other way while our women and children are dying ...Rise- up ...it's time for a revolution on crime...Rise -up we need to fight back and take back our nation for the good of our children.

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