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A mother, a father cried,

My son, my daughter died,

They died as heroes,

They died for freedom.

Freedom for who?

Freedom from what?

For a few to amass

 More money?

For corruption

Here and elsewhere

To stay in power?

For the few who lied

And led us there to avoid

The consequences?

Parents don’t want

A dead hero,

Parents want

A live child.

 

Stephen Nesbitt ©

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