For They cant hear
They are built of stone
So They dont Have fear
Child tremble not
For They cant feel
They are meant to
Do their thing
Child whimper not
For They wont heed
For them you
Are not Living
Child shudder not
For They cant be pleased
They are armed for you
And So they will Kill
Child pray now
For a better World
So that when born again
U can breath
Child you are gone now
And I Wait hère
I Know the Wait Is endless
For a better World
For a World where you are not Killed
For a World where you dont nead to plead
And you go to School to Study and play
Not to be Killed .
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