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Mighty People Fight for Throne

Mighty people when fight for the throne
Common people’s deaths are drawn
Victims’ families are completely torn
They have no other way but to morn
Helpless victims’ families don’t know
How to live livelihood or where to go
Only beside them, the poor fellows
Of no abilities to help, wail, and show
Sympathy and consolation for them
To relieve from their sorrows and pain
Powerhungry, greedy persons then
Try to put on one another, the blame
It’s the mischief of others, not of theirs
Show strong logics in the crisis hours
After a few days, the cry and horrors
Of massacres diminish and are over
They assess how much benefit or gain
 Out of this wonderful political game
Could make for each other? Shame!
The pleasure of mighty, poor’s pain
 

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