We went there for one reason
We went there for our rights
But…
When I see u in the square
Which one of us will start the fight?
Suddenly we vanished
Through the gloom, the dust
Through the screams and the shots
And in a quick shift
The ground turned to red
Of the blood was shed
And nothing else was left
Except….
More pictures drawn on the wall
And…..
A memory of the fall
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