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Dec 2012
The skyline in her eyes,
a future awaits her,
of pain and sorrow.

Who turned out the lights,
on our future,
the children of tomorrow.

For the weak they fight,
to make it safer,
their souls, we borrowed.

Our mother,
she dances,
with such elegance.
Her love is forever.

No other,
could forgive,
those not innocent.
Her love if forever.

We walk in the streets,
of the big city,
the lights are blinding.

We walk in the streets,
of the industry,
the smog is blinding.

Can somebody please,
listen to me,
our mother is crying.

Our mother, she dances,
with such elegance.
Her love is forever.

The faith of the silent,
is dead!
The future is painted,
blood red!

Look at the clouds in the sky,
drifting by.
The grass in the fields,
sways with the wind.

If no one will save mother,
how will we survive?
We must bond brothers,
sisters unite.

The faith of the silent,
is dead!
The future is painted,
blood red!

No other could forgive,
those not innocent.
Her love if forever.

Brothers and sisters,
unite!
Brothers and sisters,
we must fight!

Our mother,
she's needs us now.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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