Political isms for sale

For somebody to make tale

Humanism is but a name

An echo in a crowded silence for fame

Is humanity to see?

Children wedded with misery

Sick and drunk of poverty

Refugees in their own land

Is it to make air-raids

Bomb innocent people to oblivion

And wage war against nature

To blackmail its creature?

Merchant of humanity

In black gowns

Pity rose from the world

And you preach starvation

For the destroyed nation



Once upon a time there was humanity

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