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THE CHILDREN'S PLAYGROUND

I had a dream about violence
The cities were unsafe
Civil people were divided
Because of a political mistake

I saw the children were laughting
In the playgrounds without any fears
But soon they should be screaming, in heartbroken tears
The darkness was above them,
And the ground were colored in red
Everybody was in silence, the children were lying dead

I had a dream about violence
The cities were unsafe
Civil people were divided
Because of a political mistake

The news was quickly spread
Once more the world was talking,
about a horrible bloodshed
But where was all the leaders who stood so unprepared
You are the children's garden angels, but do you even care
Stand up and fight for love and stop being scared
The children is crying desperately, how much more do you think they can bare
You are paralysed when the darkness just got fed

I had a dream about violence
The cities were unsafe
Civil people were divided
Because of a political mistake

Let's wake up to a brightful future
Let the children play joyful and free
In a world where we can be happy,
and don't have to flee




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Publicerad 2017-07-23 15:58



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