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Dec 20, 2009

Poem # 6


There are children I wish
Understood and knew
How hard it is
To be - for this world - so new.

There are brainless bodies
Who wander soulless
Among the plane of youth
They remain boneless.

Wishing that ignorance
Wasn't such a disease
I find myself confronting
Those I once took on with ease.

Grow up, my Children
Please open your eyes
Wake up to the world,
Don't live in lies.


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