Safe, Not Sorry
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Continuing to love our brothers,
who steal our sisters from their youth
thus giving a false sense of safe
unable to protect our own kin.
Venture into lands not of our ancestry
Claiming we bring a certain peace
yet our armory's speak otherwise
as we ravage their daily routine.
But man is the final judge,
so shall we proclaim our worthiness,
to give input on a culture so different,
yet rightfully never taking account on our faults.
Death and dismay follow our shadows,
and supposedly we bring with us life
Prove me wrong as I speak my suit
I have watched worlds fall from our hands.
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