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Our world cries out in sorrow again People dying on lonely streets And blood is shed and spirits crushed It seems that history repeats. Would that we could see the truth Of all that’s good within our sight That we would see our own great wealth And help to ease another’s plight. If we could see and do all that And in ourselves we understood Would we not find ourselves at peace And know at least we’d done some good. ©Joe Wilson – The world cries…2014
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 1:40 PM UTC
The world cries out...
Our world cries out in sorrow again People dying on lonely streets And blood is shed and spirits crushed It seems that history repeats. Would that we could see the truth Of all that’s good within our sight That we would see our own great wealth And help to ease another’s plight. If we could see and do all that And in ourselves we understood Would we not find ourselves at peace And know at least we’d done some good. ©Joe Wilson – The world cries…2014
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 1:40 PM UTC
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