ETERNAL HOPE

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ETERNAL HOPE

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The statute of limitations never runs out on some crimes

They chase the wrongdoers down the corridors of time and power

Like a pack of savage shrieking hyenas, like a huge millstone

Rolling out the truth, crushing the wicked like grapes of wrath

Generation after generation hear the damned echoes from the past

The cries of the innocent can not be silenced by the evildoer

Forever

If we trace evil back to its very roots, it gets lost in the mists of time

We have had to develop a morality, create laws

To prevent the strong from crushing the weak

Under the heel of greed and corruption

Unhealed trauma is passed down like a curse

Healing is the only hope, individual healing

Healing as a society, healing as a planet

Denying the past happened the way it happened 

Will not fix anything, a pretty bandage of lies

Can never cover the stain of wickedness

Because the statute of limitations on exposing evil

Never runs out

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