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Wars Are Never Fought With Noble Intentions

Wild-eyed children with fat lips,
sit glumly upon bottom steps,
awaiting the known time, reasons and recourse

Workers who spat with hands dirty
Are docked and locked out of pay
Awaiting the known cause, reasons and recourse

Brash thieves with green-eyed fingers
Brood confined between thick grey walls
Awaiting the known sentence, reasons and recourse

But children sat amongst warring
Cry bodies of tears
With no end

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