I Love My Soil Tough this place cries blood, And drinks the tears of the rejected, And screams with ignorance, The ten commandments of heaven And turns them into hatred and manly desires, I love my soil, I love the humble ideas of the vague And the black marks in their skin And their preaching, Which motivates me to keep living In this godforsaken place.
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