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Aug 19
World Of Tomorrow

    I was born in nineteen sixty two
I was still a baby during Vietnam
As I grew older I began to realize
There’s never going to be a calm

Never thought that my eyes would
Witness a day like Nine One One
There’s never going to be peace
Until all the Humans are Gone

I remember when I was young
There was an echo of a future so bright
But we can’t even get along with ourselves
And that future is as dark as night

Once America was strong and men
Were men with their masculinity
Now they’re wearing dresses and mascara
And cry if we don’t identify their insanity

As I pray to God with tears in my eyes
And my heart filled with sorrow
I’m also grateful that I’ll die and I won’t
Have to live in the World Of Tomorrow

Written By:Charles Kean
08/19/2024
Chuck Kean
Written by
Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
(62/M/Ohio)   
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