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Nodding
We are two, two in love
We live a life of hate and wrong
There's no food
Yet the brothers stand tall
The convulsions come in the night
They come in the day
Yet they walk to the school.
Two brothers refuse to let this define them
Some cringe and laugh with the devil in their eyes
They have the sickness but still they go
They go to school in Hope of a better life
In Hope of medicine
In Hope of a cure
There isn't one yet, cause they are from
The land of the forgotten, this was brought on by a war
A war not known to the world, where children were stolen
When the people lived in camps, something changed
The babies were healthy and then they grew
Now the babies are healthly, they grow until they stop
Until they stop, until they shake violently in the night
Until they fall into rivers and drowned everyday
Until there is a cure
The brothers will walk
And the brothers will starve
The brothers will love, in a world dictated by hate