Births Poem by Chan Mongol
Births
BIRTHS
Blood thirsty system;
What a devil game!
Bringing the shame;
For governmental fame!
Always Imprisoned in rules;
Conscience controlled by fools!
Births by parents increase;
But deceived by countries!
Enough blood spilled;
Enough been killed!
How much more?
For ongoing failure!
Unrest demonstrations will continue;
To remake the world brand new!
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