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[bodytext] => Pigs fly, the sky’s high Children cry – people die It all seems normal to me I mean can’t you see What you’ve become Fun and games it’s all games fun The worlds set, set and done In pain we’ll rise, in pain we’ll fall The music’s stopped – the worlds been rocked The petals from the rose have hit the ground The glimmer of hopes can’t be found. I’m talking about the third world So what does that make you? The first? Living in poverty Slaughtered by the slums Doesn’t it hurt to know such a place exists? I had a dream which was crushed Somewhere in the struggle I search for pieces The scars you’re leaving, they’ll never fade away I’m in pain and my minds gone astray Behind the lies Every night i worship the empty skies If there was to be a god then why does he let us struggle? I never knew blood came in different colours That’s why your life seems more important than mine I shut my eyes as i stand forward I feel tortured and I’m disgusted by your bitterness A flood of emotions fill my mind I’m dying and you pretend you’re blind I have no shelter from the burning sun And fire in my stomach, with no water to quench it What have got you complain about? If i can’t control my feelings What makes you think ill control my fate? [comments] => 1 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 43 [informant] => takeahittariq [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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