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by valentinestavrou

 

I saw them marching, they are just kids,

I saw them yelling,

I saw them feeding the hungry- only the Greeks.

 I saw them beating others up, it makes me sick

Humanity, how did you come to this?

 

I saw them calling themselves pure Greeks

devouring the culture of the Nazis

its breaking me up inside

this war, I bleed you bleed

its simple like this;

 

A smile is a smile,

labor is labor

hunger is hunger

suffering is suffering

and

love is love

whether you’re Greek, Albanian, Turk, Agfani, Bulgarian, Rumanian, Italian, American, Polish, Cypriot, Israeli, Palestinian, Iranian, African, from the land down under, Maltese, Lebanese, Slovakian, Armenian, Russian, Swedish, Kazak, Mongolian, Brazilian, Chinese, Japanese, Indonesian, from Kathmandu or Vietnam.

 

I see the rhythms of hatred as they dance with their weapons,

and I refuse to let your be,

I mock your beliefs,

feed all the hungry-I assure you, you will still be Greek.

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