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My own sadness

I saw the way how they died

In their beds full of anguish

Your hands are tied

Violent men have killed

People before

My eyes, no more!!!

Next to me rivers of blood

Flooding fields of this country

I mourn for this

Reality, crude rage

These are wounds in

My soul, no more!!!

Used up the nation’s resources

These ones raping the others

Thousand bullets buzzing by

Massacred in battlefields

We’re picking up from the ground

Human bones, ashes, bodies

Battlefields

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