Human rights violations

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In Uganda, a land of beauty and grace, Where the sun shines bright on the people's face, There are cries of anguish and pain, As human rights are violated again and again.
I say a prayer for the departing warrior, Departing for lands whose soil is littered with landmines, To fight a war he doesn’t understand, To possibly die in a country he couldn’t care less about
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