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Jan 2015
I can't help but to wonder,
why there is so much pain.
Isn't there a God,
who can take it all away?
I pause,
and question everything.
So much killings,
I want to run away,
hide myself from the insanity.

I wonder why I'm this way,
I want to explode,
but there isn't much to say.
I want peace and harmony,
but that is just a dream.
So much ****** and nonsense,
just because someone couldn't get their way.

Hiding out isn't the answer,
showing peace could be the way.
The insanity is always going to be there,
in every moment, of every day.
Life isn't clear, nothing is,
so much to fear, so much hell within.
It takes us to cry out for change,
to make the wonder a reality today.
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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