Temperamental state were in Daily fight for our life begins No weekly income means starvation Taken prisoner by our nation Across the seas the war is still strong Too many people feel they dont belong A wordly separation of the heart By countless leaders these things start They will never feel your sorrows They never feel your pain They will rob you til you bleed Then theyll throw you away They will never see your children They will never hear them cry They will never have to answer When your children ask why
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