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One race

Can't get the bearing straight

See the crosses

Afraid to get lost

Walk the cross-sections

The feeling of sins in the mind

The need to pray in quiet prayers

Afraid to get swayed by it

The comedians can't crack jokes

Of how the behaviour patterns turn

Though it is written in the book

One race can't accept comedy

One race

Sitting on the shifting sand

Counting the blessing

Counting the nights

One race

Talk bad of others

Can't get back the same

Running amok will be the name

It is written

Share values build compassion

We are just small dots

In the larger schemes of play