The black child stares at stars so bright.
Mesmerized by rays of light.
He wonders why he has no might.
In a world of guns and poison. 💀
A prisoner in his own land,
His people are like grains of sand.
But it seems by some evil plan.
They all are under pressure. 💎
From land to land,
It's all the same.
The children always feel the pain.
When systems unchecked go insane.
The children are left to cry. 😢
We inherit blood and dust,
Never knowing who to trust.
Exploited for dark greed and lust.
And you wonder why we're angry? 😠
When you drop bombs and spray your bullets.
Just because you were told to do it.
The children see and the children know,
So there the seeds of war are sown. 🌱
-Mickolas
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