WE KILL THE WRONG PEOPLE

It happens all the time 
the wrong people die 
like this time 
I dont remember the minute 
But The government Killed a baby 
They shot  her on the head 
They Named a street her name 
The street was called love  
I know who should have been killed 
The woman who stole  billions
And built new rentals 
Bought new Benzos 
Made Governor 
Became more famous
And the people in town
Couldn't afford  medicine 
And when their kids died 
There were no names on a street
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Agustin Avatar
October 29, 2024 at 6:50 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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