Oh, do you hear the whispers of the wind
Carrying tales of legends now at their end
Tupac, John, Martin, and Malcolm too
Their spirits live on, forever true
In the midst of turmoil and strife
They stood firm for justice and life
Their voices rang out, clear and strong
Inspiring the weak, guiding the wrong
Tupac, a poet with fire in his eyes
John, a dreamer under starlit skies
Martin, a beacon in times of despair
Malcolm, a warrior with a soul laid bare
Their words resonate through the ages
Echoes of wisdom written on history's pages
Shades of harmony blend in the night
Guiding us toward the path of light
So let us remember those who paved the way
Their legacy lives on in what we say
In every melody, in every song
Their spirit forever strong
Perspective of reality, clarity, morality
Their voices in one sweet harmony
In shadows cast by greed and hate,
Where violence rules and seals our fate,
Assassins prowl in silent night,
Their deeds shrouded, hidden from sight.
With blades of malice, they strike down,
Spilling blood on battleground,
In wars that tear the world apart,
Leaving scars on every heart.
Whispers of death fill the air,
As nations clash in dark despair,
Innocent lives caught in the storm,
Suffering in silence, forlorn.
Yet even in the darkest hour,
Hope blooms like a fragile flower,
For through the tears and agony,
We find strength in unity.
Let us stand against the tide,
With love and peace on our side,
To mend the wounds of past transgressions,
And rise above these cruel obsessions.
For in the heart of every man,
Lies the power to make a stand,
To choose compassion over hate,
And build a world that's truly great.
Assassinations and Wars
Chef_Bobby_G
