Veritas

When blood flows free
Corpses piled high without identity
When babes are left on porches
Children sold to brothels

When saints preach division
Free speech considered treason
When the oppressed seek revenge
Flaws of morality deepen

When the rich indulge in every vice
Everything is up for the asking price
When laws bend to the rule of might
Teetering tree with roots that dried

When skyscrapers crumble
Ashes and charred bones so noble
When the last vestige of humanity is gone
The era of peace will dawn

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