Living in this crazy world,
A grown woman, a little girl
What has become of my home town
Girls are stabbed, mosques torn down
People raging, tearing us down, what’s the point?
These thugs with no purpose have some front.
What is the need for all this hatred
Frightened children, scared neighbours
At the end of it all it makes us afraid
Violence, fires, doors are shuttered
It should be about grief, not all of this malice
It should be about the girls, Elsie, Bebe and Alice.
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