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I was out in the street I was open and free

It wasn't fare

Started running at me with a long machete

So quick like the wind picks up air

There were children

And their mothers

And people like you

I was a lucky one so they say

There was a loving one who helped me get away

While the children

And their mothers

And people like you never got away

But I saw it comin, just not so fast

And I knew some of them

I didn't know they could be so crass, so crass

Starting with government

Calling them cockroaches

Flirting with laughs

Moving to citizens with different opinions

Calling them ash

They killed children

And their mothers

And people like me

91 days is a long time of study

In that small space with seven other bodies

I learned to Forgive but to never forget

The horrors I lived through may happen again

If the people don't read

If the people don't know

All the stories of not so long ago