Poetry ( based off of Earth Song by Michael Jackson) Why is there war? Why is there fights? Why is there bombs and missiles and hateful, army sites? Why is there hatred? Why is there pain? Why is there all of these people losing all their gain? Why there racism? Why is there such hate? Why do people try to cover it again? Why can't we see? It's okay? To just be happy To only fight the pain ( of war) Why is there genocide? Oh, the strain? Why is there people ? Who thrive in war's pain? Why is there pollution? Fascism too? Why do we turn our back, to the people, me and you? I love you all
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