Valueless lives built under graves ,
people suddenly realise, suddenly care ,
why treasured not in living smiles ?
set aside with more of a compromise .
Black and white , the colours of the world ,
enhancing the rainbow ,future blurred ,
people come and peacefully die ,
no one cares , but still they cry .
This land scarred with wars of the mind ,
is growing towards horrendous crime ,
people ,precious are dying every day ,
with none doing anything ,except a say .
These lives deserved to have been painted ,
not murdered, bloodshot or bleakly tainted ,
they live now happy, free of evil by every man .
under our land ,once theirs , knowing we can .
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