Stieny Koopmans

· 18 Jun 2020

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Are we crazy?

Are you crazy?

What's going on?
Unrest in the country
The world is on fire
Our life is like loose sand

corona, skin color, professions
Differences, divided into groups
One feels called
To demonstrate in troops

But no matter how loud we scream
There are no differences
Because that's what we want
Can't satisfy our hunger

What was you don't change anymore
Even if you still go like this
A life does not turn again
And yes, it hurts

Corona, not to fight yet
Disease is of all times
Homage to all the boys and girls
Who devote themselves fully to the care

Police, like tipsy game
On which many silence their anger
But where one is cold
When it comes to treat them mildly

No one benefits from hatred
Nobody wants to leave them
Never will there be satisfaction
Never get off this endless train #gekworden