We Are One
By Pelican
Are we really humans, or are we just pretending?
we claim we stand for justice but the truth
we are always bending,
my heart melts,
I cant hold it no more, no belt,
As i write, my tears rolled on my pen,
It kills me, slavery is back again,
I feel the pains,
Of humans slaughtered like hens,
What can a poet do?
To rectify this issue?
All i can do is write,
And hope those that have the might,
Can stand up and do what is right,
We are better than this,
Let's act, let's not tease,
Lets bring them home,
Love is human, let's take that form.
STOP THE LIBYA SLAVERY.
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Thursday, 21 December 2017
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