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Feb 2014
You my friend are so quick
To point out that we live in a broken world
But have you ever stopped to look
In the hearts of the boys and the girls?
You see kids don't see the world
Like adults so sadly do
They don't see the pain or the grief
The senseless tragedies we go through
They don't see gay or straight
They don’t see rich or poor
They don't know quantities of money
They simply just ask for more
Childhood is spent learning right from wrong
It is drilled into their core
Daddy told me not to hit
So tell me, why would they understand war?
Kids do not judge
They do not separate us from them
They do not stand on their high horse
Deciding who to save and who to condemn
To them the world is simple
It is not senseless, it is not dumb
It is not this horrible thing
That they’re constantly trying to escape from
So go ahead and call this world broken
Call it what you will
But some time ago you were that kid
And life, baby it gave you a thrill.
You saw it as a masterpiece
And each piece the perfect fit
So maybe seeing the world this way
Is the very way we fix it
Written by
KMD
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