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The people are crying
The subjects are dying
The royals all look on
In SILENCE.

 

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The peasants all plead
For their brothers in need
But the king chooses to
Be SILENT.
He sits through the balls
Has the nerve through them all
To eat, drink, and be merry
And SILENT.

 

While the people get thinner
He gets triples of dinner
He sits and he smiles while

 

There’s so much he could do
Resources are not few
He refuses to end all
His SILENCE.

 

Six million tortured souls
Scream as one, as a whole
But all anyone will hear
Is some SILENCE.

 

It seems so unreal
That a kingdom can’t feel
For the subjects but simply
Be SILENT.

 

But it happened before
When we all were at war
And the whole world chose to just
Stay SILENT.

 

A nation was tormented
By a country demented
While everyone else was
Just SILENT.

 

They had their festive meals
And they chose not to feel
For a people who screamed for
No SILENCE.

 

Their brothers came to their aid
And many of them were saved
But many more could’ve been
Without SILENCE.

 

So much could’ve been done
To save every last one
Nothing was, so six million
Are silent.

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