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[aid] => mick
[title] => Confused Clarity
[time] => 2005-12-14 20:35:50
[hometext] => Just my opinion of course, but someone needs to say it, we all need to act on it!
[bodytext] => I sit in silent wonder, to put my thoughts to ink For lost in my confusion, it always helps me think A better understanding, is reason for my rhyme And though I may learn nothing, it does help pass the time I'm not the worlds richest man, the thought just makes me smile I'm surely not the poorest, for I can share a smile And if I had the riches, that so many others crave Like them, it would be hard to smile, just another slave Me, I'd always share my wealth, with any man in need Instead of living off his pain, to wallow in my greed I'd rather have a simple life, make other people smile Seek to clean the air we breathe, not worry what's in style And what is with our government, always preaching fear? Always raising taxes, and their spending every year Why must there always be a need, to start another war? Why can't we take those billions, and start to feed the poor? Build houses for the homeless, and educate a child Instead of killing thousands, and say it makes us proud Wave a flag, we can't salute, then take away the Lord From state, and church, and home and school, My God! They must be bored! And how are we supposed to live, with prices on the rise? Fire all those bureucrats, hire someone wise! Someone who knows morals, and nobility of cause Not some jerk who thinks himself, disasters Santa Clause! Lets do away with money, and pay our way with deeds Then see how life progresses, and who has special needs Let's do away with food stamps, put pride into our farms Start growing food for people, instead of building arms! It's sad to think our soldiers die, for rights we can't employ Like liberty and happiness, pursuits we can't enjoy Our leaders take us deeper, and deeper into debt And tell us to feel safer, with the little that we get As usual, I'm still confused, yet put my thoughts to pen I tell myself "I am but one, where can I begin?" And now that I have written, I'll end it with this note I may be poor, and only one, BUT I STILL HAVE A VOTE! [comments] => 4 [counter] => 488 [topic] => 41 [informant] => dobad [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => political )
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