Woke
up in the morning
The
sun slowly woke up from the sleep
The
sunny rays didn't shine it through
It
was covered by the cloudy sky
The
newspaper man came
Stopped
his motorbike threw the newspaper
It
flew over the gate landed on the porch
With
a headline “Death in the forest”
Once
a minister claimed
There
was no death camp in our soil
The
crying days came hit the land bad
In
the forest hundred of deaths
Now
the reactionary moves
Finger
pointing putting the blame
The
death of refugees in our soil
No
wonder the sun was feeling bad
Woke
up in the morning
The
newspaper man came
Stopped
his motorbike threw the newspaper
With
a headline “Death in the forest”
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