I heard the hungry people pray for war
I heard them pray their leaders all would die
The prayers of hungry people, more and more
Became the cries of violence, by and by
Dear God, they called, we know it isn’t right
But neither is starvation—God agreed
The hungry people then began to fight
Their God Approved and Prayed they would Succeed
The Prayer of God was strong enough to kill
The evil some called wealth, called theirs alone
And thus of death they had their righteous fill
Though righteousness was never really known
At least the hungry people ate quite well
While all the wealthy bastards burned in Hell.
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