Those standing high

Destroying history with others’ blood
Murdered soldiers lying in mud
For the joy of Those standing high
To take their lives they have no right.

Mothers and sisters left at home
Who know that maybe they’ll stay alone.
Senseless actions to prove the world
That some are weak and some are strong.

For money and power they lose their shame
Hiding dirty lies for glory and fame,
Through History it has been always like that
Who rules the world has no regret.


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