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Death is Enough!



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Yesterday I met a South African, who said she wasn’t African
I met a Caucasian who said he was African.
I met a leader who said he was a follower
I met a mother who said she was a child
I met a child who frowned at an adult
And saw a dark skin man kill a dark skin man

Weary of mankind, I rendered a prayer
Prayer for the lost, prayer for the weak
I rendered a prayer for the war in the heart of man
And rendered a prayer for the war on the street
I rendered a prayer over and over and then I laid me down

Today I met a child who was bruised and bleeding
He cried because he was at the point of death
He said he would die and report humanity to its God
He said he would tell God of all we did and say it like God never saw it
He had whispered to God before his last breathe
He had made mention of everything and like never before,
He smiled at who had taken him away
And that was the proof, that death was enough.

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