South African miners fired on by police
Is that the end? or is it just the beginning? when will we all learn to listen and communicate better. Pickup a gun, pick up a machete, let end the violence, let end the killing, the bloodshed, lets met in the middle. Can we all get along? the song of peace has sung beautifully in the tune of mother earth. Within her a child call human keep butchering one another for the little piece of meat, a neat little toy, and a new car called Roll Royce. They employed rocket grenade, bigger missile, and shoot those whose are different. So different that they bleed the color red, they scream when hurts, and all existed in the womb of mother earth and died on her soil.
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