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Started by stein l
Thu, 30 Oct 1986 14:54
A matter of Hate
Author: stein l
Date: Thu, 30 Oct 1986 14:54
Date: Thu, 30 Oct 1986 14:54
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I can distinctly hear the silence
Of six million voices screeming
Cuppuled with an atom splitting
Or mechine gun barrales spitting
Death
Into jungle brush
On some distant forgin soil
And the cry of mothers weeping
For their son who are now sleeping
Six feet under holy ground
But still the words of peace are spoken
By the men with hearts unbroken
with the blood apon their hands
But the most sorrowful sound of all
Comes from those who have yet to fall.
Bubba.
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