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Eight Minutes Twenty Seconds

People hate people for the colour of their skin
People hate people for the poverty they live in
Every minute of everyday we argue to war
Every minute of everyday we argue to scar
A species that walks upright prefers to be on its knees
A species that is so unique and it longs only to hate
Infants we cry as we bully for a toy
The news starts to read the Sun has gone
We now have 8 minutes and 20 seconds to argue, hate and war
Written by Stanhoven
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