A slight movement of the finger
Now lives are changed forever
300 hurt, and five dead
When will this madness end?
Sit and wait
Be patient into the late
Night.
Revolution
Or peace will come with
Morning light.
Bodies found on the outskirts
Of town: stripped and strewn
Unidentified, unknown, useless
No more can they fight
Governors sitting in comfort
Peasants shivering in cold snow
Police defending their own by
Attacking the fake innocence
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