Stains on the cracked pavement,
Sounds of innocent lives pleading for their earned payment.
Young boys looking out on faded dreams,
Hoping for a miracle to mend the seams.
Hearts bleeding for new direction,
And crowds shouting for deserved protection.
Divided floors and divided walls,
Divided men in divided halls.
No justice, no peace,
Just red nights and reigning beasts.
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