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We losing people
And I ain't talking about death
People lost in love, hate and wealth
Putting everything else behind including health
But well...Does health even matter
When all can crumble down and shatter
Yeah it gets heavy
Problems coming in volumes and masses almost like matter
Mothers crying, fathers lying, children dying but shii will get better
If we do better

Day in day out, it's wars and guns, people screaming out
Help! Come out!
Help, nothing that comes easy from them, you have to drag it out
Pay them up, even if you've run out
But why?
How?..

How can we live while our neighbors are dying?
How can you be the reason why she's crying?
Outhere acting large , when we just always lying
You should be out there saving lives
Because our people are dying
And I ain't talking about death.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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