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Mar 2011
We are overseas,
fighting a war.
You ask for more,
but you don’t want it.
Asking for us to pull out,
without a doubt,
the government will listen.
The pleas and cries,
we fall like flies.
And their people don’t want us there.
We are trying to fair,
but all we do is scare.
We are trying to fight,
the war on terror.
But people are fighting it,
they don’t want war.
They want peace.
There will never be peace,
till the terror is gone.
Peace is obsolete.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio- From Traveling Through Time
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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