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Dec 2021
Before It’s Too Late

       When I look around me I see
As the world keeps spinning around
We have failed our future
Our world is crashing down

We see wrong in everything
Even if what we see is right
If the Sun is high in the mid day sky
Someone would swear that it’s night

And if you tried pointing out the obvious
They would be offended by your view
There’s no in between in this reality
We must find a way to breakthrough

Because it’s like we’re walking through
A minefield carrying a heavy load
Just one false move and everything
Will just simply explode

There’s got to be a common ground
What’s the reason for all this hate
Can we begin a new narrative
And turn it around before it’s too late

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 12/15/2021
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Chuck Kean
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Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
(62/M/Ohio)   
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