Let the children out
Let the colors stand high,
Red, White, and Green
Let the blood stay in its place
Let the clouds disseminate
Let the grass grow in grace.
How did you feel
When you shot that young boy
How did you feel
When you destroyed the priceless castle
How did you feel
When you bombed the whole city
Happy? Content?
Has it changed anything yet?
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