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Nov 2011
These People
These People
My People
These poor poor People
Your People
His People
Her People
Our People
When will they understand?
When will they learn?
Why can't they see?
Will they ever stop fighting?
I suppose not
Set apart, they fear they are,
From one another, both near and far.
You People, Good People it is time for change
But change doesn't come from teardrops on a page.
Actions are what make our decision(s) concrete
Act now or forever remain obsolete.
Caleb Wilcoxson
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