All the world’s a stage
Bloodstained and smashed
The trap door opens
To reveal a nuclear silo
All the world’s a stage
And we are the walking dead
The bandaged blind
That limp to the supply train home
All the wold’s a stage
Where children run about
And fathers have no work
And mothers die in childbirth
Romance could exist upon the stage
In good times and in bad
But tears are real and happiness is hard won
And religion plays hopscotch with the nations
All the worlds a stage
That changes hands for every scene
In peace and in war we labour
A human formulae in an explosive recipe
Brilliant 👍🖤
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