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The Spirits Is Calling

The spirits is calling

I saw the graves 
Of the innocent shaking

It cries and bleeds 
Cos nemesis is about 
To rain heavily on our lands 

The living are at wars 
It hard to revenge and 
Let justice be called 
For the lost innocent

So the spirits are calling

They now live among 
It killers 

They chose a new bleed
To call back justice 
To order 

They came with a force 

Look closely to the new generation
You will see the a new spirit
Of nature 

Since adult refuse to change 
The kids will wear a new 
Colours of powers 
To answer the spirits
Of justice

 No wonder 
The spirits is calling
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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