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CANADA AND THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND

Amongst bones whiter fragments glisten in the sun They attract dew more than thick grass and appear to weep Such is the end of abducted souls The ones never found The ones Time has put to one side for centuries to pass What happened there were the deeds of power hungry lunatics Of dark hearts lost to mystery and myth Of discontented heads of state Of a greedy queen with insatiable desires Of perverted madness flowing through religious veins No one knows how many died or how many lied But in the end this horrific atrocity was covered up And nobody faced justice for any of it Because the systems are flawed and people more so Making the bodycount irrelevant when cash or favours hit the hand God and the Devil reside in us All of us to some extent And nowhere else Never be fooled by the words of anyone Let their deeds be their truth because deeds cannot lie !

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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