The
hatred that we see
The
skin colours come to play
They
don't speak as a Nation
They
gathered as a race
The
decades of conditioning
The
subtle brain alteration in years
When
the lavae turns into a beautiful butterfly
The
facade looks glowing inside rotten as maggots
It
happens everywhere
Once
it was a Nation of many races
Now
it is a race in a Nation
How
the minds change
We
hear it all the times
They
call themselves the race
The
ethnicity swallows the mind
It
is hard to speak of a Nation
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