And the people have always been at war
And the people have never been to war
And the people will March
And the people will be angry
And the people will not care
And the people will shout from rooftops
And the people will hide in basements
And the people will freeze on mountains
And the people will burn underground
And the people will drown in the deserts
And the people will starve in the fields
And the people will smear blood on their doors
And the people will streak mud on their cheeks
And the people will board up their windows
And the people will open their homes
And the people will throw their hands in the air
And the people with throw hands at their brothers
And the people will take orders
And the people will split hairs
And the people will split atoms
And the people will sew diamonds in their coats
And the people will place pennies on their tongues
And the people will say they are not those people
And the people will become those people
And the people will make guns
And the people will make art
And the people will sing
And the people will shush
And the people will buy milk and toilet paper
And the people will sell silk and silence
And the people will hang the mirror
And the people will hang the executioner
And the people will play cards
And the people will draw lots
And the people will die for nothing
And the people will die for it all
And the people will kill for nothing
And the people will kill for it all.
And the people will live for each other
And the people will live for piles of ash.
The people will make no difference
And the people will make all the difference
in the world.
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