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GOD'S TOYS Six million cried out And no one listened Not even God It is written somewhere That man has a choice, free will, But I ask you this What choice did the 6 million have? It is also said that these 6 million are martyrs. And I say unto you - NOT! A martyr dies out of choice A martyr dies for a cause 6 million had no choice, no cause. These people had no voice They did not rise up They went like lambs to the slaughterhouse. There WAS one voice (though) That could have risen to the ocassion But he stood silent behind his palace walls. ONE voice! That's all it would have taken So that 6 million could have their names. One question remains. Why were we created? I say, we are just GOD'S TOYS! |
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