Injustice
And so much people around Yet I’m the one, The surplus, to all this space, To the societies you hold in high regard. And injustice is all around you And intolerance is not a race fact, It’s just what people are, It’s just you only think of yourself. And injustice is not only in Africa And poor countries across the globe, It starts off one door step away Your weakened neighbor needs help. But no one will get to know of that good deed, And what you do is for others to see And some little help, you won’t give, All you gave was another reason to escape.
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Kerivea
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