How can we teach the sense
To those who don't feel?
How to request feel
To those who don't sense?

Years ago
Before it was routine
Before the man touched space
Before the space blinded man

People spot you, depending on the star
No star, competence
Star, slave, killer

Now we kill, as routine
No star, no noting
On school, on the street,
on your own street
People die every day

How to teach the loss of the jew
To the one who lost is normality?

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