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Apr 2013
So i sit here and wonder to myself,
what exactly is wrong with the world,
With every passing day,
there is starving,
there is homeless,
there is killing,
there is hate,
there is envy.
Why is it that when there is a tragedy,
it pulls us together.
why can't we stand tall and proud,
And be the Man or Woman our parents have taught us to be.
Feed the starving even if for one night?
Offer space for homeless so they know they are not alone.
Embrace our fellow man instead of violence,
Shake a hand of a stranger and say,"have a great day."
Look up to others,
and learn from example.
Why do we have to forget how it use to be,
and settle for how it is today.
why do we give in,
or are we are giving up?
Written by
debra fromherz  illinois
(illinois)   
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   Jay and NDHK
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