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On the notes of children choirs, a song is born. Step in line now, oh human, and be cautious of the men with big bowl-ears. The coolie becomes a bully overnight and the taxpayer feels lost again. With the benefits of a country not granted to its citizens, they really suffer like martyrs now. They gather in the streets, in mass-audiences. They call for human rights, like it was promised to them once.  

But in vain, hair is split wildly over this. The masses ask for vegetables and for meat, to stew as soup in the cold winter. But they are even robbed of cheap groats. So, listen therefore to the notes of children choirs, in a song now born for an evil world. But know that this song of lamentation falls on deaf ears worldwide. Because globally there reigns, from Obama to kings and ministers, the brigade of a one-world-order big bowl ears.