A Meter of Hope
We are as we do and nothing more
A meter of hope
A cry to the wicked
Soldiers march to the heartstrings of war
Madness broken by human will
Human nature broken by the insanity of repetition
Millions die for the sake of statistics
Hungry souls devour what they're given
Politicians speak of equality
Some are shot for the sake of truth... and secrecy
The sorrow of our cycle speaks volumes to the children who live in today
We are as we do and nothing less
(Entered in the conest: Politically Educated, Christopher Stones)
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