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White dove
White dove
Up into the sky
White dove fly
Carrying the branch
That means peace
A symbol by any book
By any standards
Universal
And unique
But he remains
Only that sign
Remains on the paper
Peace sells but
Who is buying
Bargain with
Total fiasco
Nobody cares
Who dares
To ask questions
About who got more
Who got bigger
And stronger
Arsenal
Fast attack
Even faster response
Collateral damage
Counted in millions
Poverty and hunger
As bi products
Of war machinery
Slaved world
On piece of bread
No clean water
For bloody sheets
Finger on trigger
And brain on drug
With lies
Governments feed masses
They make refugees
But they also exile them
Return at the beginning
Life without a meaning
No future
No tomorrow
Slowly beauty
Countries turning
Into waste lands
Cities into ghost towns
Waste of humanity
Taste of led
Just grown teeth
Broken
So that cant bite
Eyes swollen from tears
Bones heavy from
Roaming
Nowhere to settle
Always a battle
Up into the sky
White dove fly
That is the question my friend
When and Where
Could the White Dove fly
To find Peace and Security.
KS
utopya banished, never to
utopya banished, never to find piece until no one remains to tell