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Let Me Tell You
Let me tell you a tale of masks and deceit,
of wars made in pictures and armies' retreat.
Let me tell you tale of religion and breath
from centuries long-ago reborn as death.
Let me tell you of Nazis, and separate lives,
of rich men, of poor men, of impotent wives.
Let me speak of computers, the excluded and hated,
those born to be nothing, those baptised outdated.
Let me tell you of wars between two sides of fear,
between two gangs of stupid, between two deafs of ear,
between frightened and angry, between rifles and bombs,
between hopeless and decadent, between mothers and sons.
Let me tell you of Africa, of decades of corruption,
of only oil money, of monarchs and whips.
And if I told you of everything, of the hopeless and poor
given hope. Given hope. Given hope... with a war.
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