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I cry for humanity

We have eyes but do not see

That what we touch, hear and speak is not equality.

We spend our money on

Cars

Food

Diet

We do not see the frivolity.

The families torn apart

Day-by-day-by-day

Next door; Next County; Next Country

Same world.

We focus, intent,

On young minds we can bend;

To be just as we are;

Beginning and end.

To die as we would die,

Though we sit up on our thrones –

Watching as they die as we say we would.

And what is the point of sacrifice to the profane?

What is the point of yearning for liberation?

When one man is in charge;

One chief, one boss, one leader

One dictator.

In the subtle tsunami of democracy

Still only one man rules;

Whilst people crouch inside their minds alone

Ignoring their conscience that whispers “no”.