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[title] => Sins of the Father
[time] => 2008-11-14 09:40:06
[hometext] => Not refering to god as the father, I am not religious
[bodytext] => I do not understand Around us blood and sand Is this the wondrous earth? You’ve promised us at birth Do you bear a liar’s tongue? Are you just as blind as them? Surely this is not the world Ambition can hope to cure Place the burden on the youth Crawl back to your selfish tomb Leave your child to endure The nightmares conjured in your time But unlike generations lost Shaped by the sins their parents wrought We will make the best Of this heirloom tattered torn [comments] => 2 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 41 [informant] => infamouskilljoy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => political )
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