all you armies, all you fighters
all you tanks, and all you soldiers,
against a boy, holding a stone,
standing there, all alone,
in his eyes, i see the sun,
in his smile, i see the moon,
and i wonder, i only wonder,
who is weak, and who is strong,
who is right, and who is wrong,
and i wish, i only wish,
that the truth has a tongue.
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