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All The Hate


I can't stand to watch the news.

It breaks my heart every time.

Positive stories come very few.

Every thing is out of line.

 

I here about death, hate, and war.

But happiness is not to be seen.

Things just seem to be going to far.

Everyone is being so mean.

 

So what if you hate Obama.

He's here so just get over it.

So what if your mad at your mama.

A gun is not how you show it.

 

The world is falling apart.

And no one seems to care.

Where is every ones heart?

Don't you have any kindness to spare?

 

I want to turn on the news,

And not hear about hatred and death.

I want this world to find God.

Before there is nothing left.

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