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A fools tool

Confused on world affairs Hate flares The thin line tears Everyone is so tense Makes no sense I hate Bad fate But see it more of late Because of race Such a disgrace People fighting on the street With a gun you greet Have a seat Must believe as you Everyone thinks only their words are true Why do we fight If everyone is right We all should bow in grace As the human race Hate fighting hate Much too late Such is fate Fire feeding fire Grows forever higher A cancer that is steadily growing Already it is showing Hate you brother Love you start to smother Believe in no other What is going on today With lives you play Man kind starts to fall Tear down this wall Life starts to stall Hate feeds hate Much to late Must stop this fight It is not right Humanity must see The folly this be No one is free Everyone will loose This is what you choose War Then some more Close and lock that door My heartbreaks Humanities greatest mistakes Darkest day Coming our way Nowhere to hide Shifting of the tide Hate starts to rule It is a tool Followed by the fool Seems the norm on the news Gives me the blues .

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