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Jun 2018
It seems every time the telivision goes on
Another whack of human families die
No-matter if old or children and families
Getting too much  has a grown man cry

Most  watch it and carry on uninterested
Like it's some drama or a movie on T V
I go sit out on the porch wandering why
Does all this worldwide really have to be

My mind so full of daily stress as it is
And sitting to hopefully trying to relax
All the while they've the audacity to pray
To religions that never in life have paid tax

Does any think of how much this amunition
Would cost these countries in order to obtain
And all that they use without thinking once
Of little the children who never were to blame

Getting so tied of it all every day every night
And so many only taking time to as if pray
And behind everthing and all thats happening
Theres a religion driving it all for a better day

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Written by
terrence michael sutton  76/M/Philippines
(76/M/Philippines)   
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   Keith Wilson and Jackie Mead
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