The Presence Of Evil

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Coming too cruel, Is the presence of evil. And it has fooled, The people who sit. People have been minimized, In maximized conflicts. With it believed, They'll receive benefits. But a peace that could exist is being bombed. Coming too cruel, Is the presence of evil. With a peace that could exist being bombed. People have been minimized, In maximized conflicts. With a wish for a peace nowhere around found. Children that are orphaned wonder, 'What's the war for? ' Children used as targets wonder. 'What's the war for? ' Children crying tears do wonder, 'What's the war for? We don't want more. Take from us your wars.' Children that are orphaned wonder, 'What's the war for? ' Children used as targets wonder. 'What's the war for? ' Children crying tears do wonder, 'What's the war for? We don't want more. Take from us your wars.' Coming too cruel, Is the presence of evil. 'What's the war for? ' People are tricked into conflicts. But what's the war for? And who are they with a wish for more? Coming too cruel, Is the presence of evil. 'What's the war for? ' People are tricked into conflicts. But what's the war for? And who are they with a wish for more? Coming too cruel, Is the presence of evil. 'What's the war for? And who are they with a wish for more? War if you must on your own shores. Take away today your presence of evil.'

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