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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required How can SARS lament their injustice in a divided land? With keen interest of having themselves at heart; Taking advantage of discharging duties in its right ethics, Though the right is seeked in such oblivious wrong acts, For pockets; their pockets to never go dry, While having no concern a family morns their own mad "Bread Winner" While seeking to undermine fundamental truths as a winner, Division of labor employed deceitfully strikes the land; Disguised as one to suck the boys loyalty in trust so dry, That the fear of brotherliness, is now the art of heart-- The central tenets to every step and diligent acts, Which has been graciously added to their work ethics. With time; over it, the land have mocked the job employment's ethics, By which the worthwhile watch the preferred become winner, And while they engage in side hustle for survival-- their moulded acts In a well nourished mineral blessed land We all once fought to have to ourselves in pure heart-- The ones many people's blood to the last drop, go dry! SARS would want to make us agree to their ideology so dry, Like no one has learnt to know their work's ethics; The ones school has helped us to learn by heart, Though, naming each to standing for our rights has never made anyone a winner: In my own supposed merry father land. SARS would rather rob to tag it duty's acts. How we wish to live as one through the simple genuine acts: A true brother keeper that won't have fun to have others dry, In a wild guess of believing we all own the land, For some lives surround law enforcement, while others live with no ethics; Bribing the day to become the dreadful night's winner, In acts, for conscience has been blinded to shake up mute heart. Yet, they claimed our worries live in their merry heart, But everyday defines it false, advertising their contrary acts; To keep promoting their wards alone, the future winner! For our own hope they have wretched dry, In its subsequent try, buried into the working wonders ethics, But never cease to address us as joint ownership of this land. Leave karma to the ethics of grace in Yahoo boys' acts, Their lives lie in God's grace hand, dry solemn raging heart, Than thy dreadful laws; a winner, bias made open, placing you above this land.
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