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Oct 2014
As this old years starts to draw to a close
And a new years about to begin
What then does the future hold?
More death destruction and sin?

Can we improve this sad mad world?
Where the bomb and bullet are God.
This place where mans inhumanity reigns
And we bow low to political hold

What does it matter the death of a child?
The grief of parents and friends
Well it matters not the death of that child
When it can be used for political gain

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

We just sit back, "It won't happen to me"
Well sorry but that's not the case
Tomorrow it could be you, could be me
Who wakes up to face that last day

The white gold of drugs being sold to our kids
These days they're starting so young
Lining the pockets of evil
WHAT WILL THE NEW YEAR BRING???
This is a re write of something I wrote some time ago. This year is coming to a close, what future does the new year hold for us?
Joe Cole
Written by
Joe Cole  Horsham Sussex
(Horsham Sussex)   
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