They took the city after heavy bombing:
The little dark boy
Laying in the street
His guts are hanging out
Heavily injured or killed
And a toy train, he has lost
Laying there beside
A number of bodies laying
In the streets
Are they all ready forgotten ?
Their face is mash
Of mud and nothing
a small plastic toy
floating in the mud.
What moves in the
leader's head's ?
Darkness covers the streets
Far away a light still cast its glow
On all future promises
For the little dark boy...
Where are the so called leaders ?
How is human in charge ?
What do they do ?
Nothing !
Or ?
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