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[aid] => Mick
[title] => PASSING THROUGH
[time] => 2003-09-16 22:25:00
[hometext] => I question the need of the many versus the wants of a few. Just where I fit in this a world where the last is seldom first and the first seldom last
[bodytext] => From voices rising high There comes a pitiful cry Begging of some to die I wonder why Like shadows burning light From the sick of night I heard it isn’t right Let them die Screaming bombs find their mark In the valley a small park Children spread everywhere Only the camera cares What is this world of fear How can the pain be cured Rule the day of life You claimed you tried No I will not see The creature you made of me A slave to the dollar sign What’s yours is now mine Simple day in death row Faith of god watch it grow Now I say is the time to pray For what’s left this day Voices of the after life Cut the pretty like a knife One by one they come As the pain is done Shadows long gone Ended like a song All will accept Some will repent I JUST MOVE TO THE END OF THE LINE [comments] => 1 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 51 [informant] => walt [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Event )
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