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A child's mind


You tell us every day "you have to clean up my mess"

so i guess its up to us to fix our shattered world because you wont you would rather be number one in the state and reward your self with the present then think of the future your leaving for us.

the world fights over oil and land instead of out doing each other with ways to recycle our world. you cut down down trees and plant your luxury homes and leave nothing for us to enjoy but pictures on a screen. 

By doing this you are showing us that were not worth all this stuff. were not worth the oxygen that we breath because the tree you cut down today is our oxygen tomorrow  and the oil and land that you fight over is spelling war for the world which is up to us to fight and die over. So now were not worth the amount of time that it would take to find an alterant solution. Were only shields and meat.

You say that you want to protect us but instead you scorn the people that's job it is to protect us. You tell them that there all evil because one made a mistake you call them raciest because of the color of their skin you call them animals because just like a sheep sees a sheep dog and thinks wolf you judge them for the job they have to do. But just like a sheep dog they give there all to protect you from the wolves and try not to care that you call them names while ther brothers and sisters are dying around them.

We watch what you do, say and think and we hold them in our hearts. So please show us the light not the dark

 

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