Bob Dylan wins the Nobel Prize in Literature

bob-dylanYou fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
When the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion
While the young people’s blood
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
.

You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins

from “Masters of War”by Bob Dylan

Read: Why Bob Dylan deserves his Nobel literature win

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