We want to climb higher and higher,
But its already going down-hill,
Blowing it out, but can’t stop the fire,
Scream for help, but are helplessly still,
Everything getting bigger and bigger,
But no one is standing tall,
It’s over, he pulled the trigger,
Triggered men shot them all,
We cling for peace, but celebrate war,
Brotherhood n’ liberty, are history,
Soldiers fight, don’t know what for,
I guess this will be kept a mystery
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A fine write Josh. Yes, more writes please!
Thank you! I should have time now during vacation!
Ohh, and it don't matter if you rhyme or not!
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Life's quagmire of reason shows through your words here. Pulled this way and that we must find our own path if we are free thinking. Maybe one of us will bring real change.
I sure hope so!
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