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Mar 2014
The old year draws to a close, a new year is about to begin, what does the future hold? More death destruction and sin.

Can we improve this sad mad world where the bomb and bullet are god?
Where mans inhumanity rules in the search for a political hold.

What does it matter, the death of a child. The grief of parents and friends.
It matters not for the death of a child can be used for political gains

Mans intent to destroy this once beautiful world, pollution of water and land.
Where will it end, what can we do? To halt the rot that descends.

We just sit back. " It wont happen to me" Well sorry thats not the case.
Tomorrow it could be you or me.

The white gold of drugs being sold to our kids, now they are starting so young,
lining the pockets of evil.
What will the new year bring?
Written at Christmas 2012
Joe Cole
Written by
Joe Cole  Horsham Sussex
(Horsham Sussex)   
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