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This is the ministry of defence
Stairs and walls are all that's left
Mortar holes let through the air
Kids do the same thing everywhere
They've sprayed graffiti
In Arabic
And balanced sticks
In human shit
This is the ministry of remains
Fizzy drinks cans and magazines
Broken glass
A white jawbone
Syringes, razors
A plastic spoon
And human hair
A kitchen knief
And a ghost of a girl
Who runs and hides
Scratched in the wall in
Biro pen
This is how the
World will end
There's the bus depot to the right
Levelled like a building site
Those are the children's
Cries from the dark
And these are the words
Written under the arch
Scratched in the wall
In biro pen
This is how the
World will end
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