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I want to live free


The world is in a recession Everyone is taking a recess from one another Long gone are the days where love is a part of human nature Long gone are the days where you actually KNOW your neighbor Long gone are the days where we can live without fear. It used to be fear of the BLACK man Now it’s transformed to fear of EVERY man, woman, even kin We no longer hold on to kindred spirits For there is fear of evil spirits that may linger within the souls of those that we DARE call friend. We fear the bombers and shooters in faraway places Yet fail to touch base with the cases in our OWN backyard You can look out the window and turn a blind eye to the gun wars and drug deals You can witness domestic violence and shake your head in shame as you walk away Without any attempt to help because THEIR pain is none of YOUR business You can IGNORE the voice of screaming children Making the assumption that it’s all fun and games But THAT is where the problem lies… Yes, ignorance is bliss But that bliss only lasts for a MOMENT. It lasts until you see the many broadcasts of the scenes that consume our world ONE BY ONE… Four teens shot DEAD Young girl OVERDOSED Mother and daughter BEAT to death And WORST of all… Have you seen me? The worst part about a missing child is the fear of the UNKNOWN Not knowing whether or not they are still breathing Not sure if they can catch a glimpse of sunlight Fear that they may be tortured or abused Fear that they have NO future. The world cannot afford to be in this recession because the CHILDREN ARE OUR FUTURE We cannot afford to be IGNORANT We cannot afford to be SELFISH We cannot afford to be BLIND The state of the world we live in is the result of our MANY failures FAILURE to take CONTROL of our fears FAILURE to take a STAND FAILURE to ACT on behalf of others Failure to NURTURE our human NATURE so that we may live FREE at last.
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as a nation, we need to take a look at problems that is challenging and coming up with a plan we need to come together and stand up for a cause great job-keep writing

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