Red 

When the bombs fall

Is when we will find equality

Because they’ll tear down

Without discrimination

They’ll tell a dramatic narrative

They will boldly make 

Uneasy reading in papers

There is no softness with them

No classic form 

No gentlemanly agreement 

It’ll be what it has always been 

Ripped apart bodies and lives

Showing how

We all bleed the same red

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