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Our Collaboration
When sympathy reach its limit?
Day after day we see on the TV screen
war and wanton killing, the temptation is to turn
the TV off or find a channel with funny cartoons.
How many children were killed in Yemen or
Syria becomes a political debate, the children
a statistic; and we say how people can be so cruel
as to kill children. Don`t sit too comfortable
in your easy chair, ask the question who gave them
the weaponry to make their killing…we did.
Without our complicity, there would have been
no wars to speak of, but we prefer not to know.
But we can march and hold our government
and other arms dealer to account, if we shout long enough,
we will be heard.
Do that before you sit in the comfortable chair your conscience
is clear and you have saved many children’s life
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