I sit back and watch my television
My anger rising at the injustice that is always done
For in this crooked world we live in
The man who wins is the man who holds the gun
I see an American Indian killed for the land
Because of white man's greed
I see an Aboriginal boy shot dead where he stands
Because of white man wanting more than they needs
I see an African girl worked to death as a slave
Because a white man feels he is bigger
I see an Iraqi child lowered into a tiny grave
Because a white man feels he is clever to pull a trigger
These are the tragedies I see
The murder of inculpable people for another's avidity
If the white people would let the innocent be,
That would be the greatest victory
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