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[title] => WHY?
[time] => 2006-09-12 04:05:48
[hometext] => War... It makes no sense, and never will
[bodytext] => WHY? Today I heard gunmen kill twenty Hiding behind tombstones While the people go to bury Their own Does it get any sicker Do we ever get beyond That kind of hatred That kind of hate Makes the world A horrible place It sickens me and I tremble That life is just that cheap And these wanton murderers How the hell do they sleep They know they’re killing children But they rejoice and they leap As the bodies pile up at their feet Is there any sense at all to this Or is it just me? Do we have to hate our neighbors And strive to make them bleed Why do they kill the kids And then laugh as they do Will the bleeding ever end I can’t believe the resources And the time they spend To attempt to wipe out People they don’t even know But an enemy they pretend And the bombs show indifference As they land on your friends And who will ever win, what? In the end Aren’t we all just humans Can’t we just be friends Why don’t we get together And look at where we’ve been As cruel as we may have As stupid as we’ve been Don’t we all want the same things Deep inside it’s clear Can we ever reconcile A means to an end As the circle makes a cycle And we all win As sure as the sun Will rise and set again [comments] => 3 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 75 [informant] => twbanter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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