Obvious
Obvious
It started on before
Our time
This struggles we bear
Are not new
The good taste
Of Life has been turn
To an inheritance
Of the few
They have turn the world
Apart in grieves
The poor still same
In a world that claim
To care for the needy
Greed's still remains
The game from the origin
And power is the driving
Force ..
Till today it is
Obvious
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