ABITMARS

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ABITMARS

Abitmars is our home
A Nation vast and sore
With teary eyes and a bleeding heart

In this place we call home
We all walk in fear and hate
Just so your brother doesn’t hit
Just so our rights are violated

In this place we call home
One place where we all have one brain
No rights, no decisions, no laws
Democracy lost meaning before i was born

In this place we call home
The rich is boastfull
The Poor rich in pride
The wrongly should die

In this place we call home
Charity is for the richer
Independence? What is that?
Women? Is that a disease?

ooh! wail! wail! My Abitmars
Wail just to seek redemption
Wail to have your fertility back
Wail so we are all cleansed
Wail so we are heard!
¬©Rushie ’16

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