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The ghettos hungry people cry Food is wasted on the hill Hands stretched upwards to the sky That hill seems high and higher still Summers gone and winters near The valleys restless, you can hear Seems lest they batter, burn and kill Till their hungry mouths are filled Therell be no city on the hill There might be time to change the course Lets appoint a meeting place Till hill and valley wears the cross And cleanse each other of disgrace This lands a model of the world Thats been a dream thats been ignored But lets take haste and settle bills Till their hungry mouths are filled Therell be no city on the hill youtu.be/00mkdJeBXBg
Posted on: Fri, 09 Jan 2015 16:40:21 +0000

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