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The World


Tell me when was the

day that we became

so numb to the feeling

 

Of people dying

in the streets and

kids getting picked on

for doing good

deeds

 

Or girls getting pregnant

at the age of 15, being

kidnapped, raped, or

being raised in

the streets

 

How about little boys

turning against their

own family and friends

just because someone put

a gun in their hands

 

Or what about 15

year old boys becoming

jailbirds before they can

even go to church

and her the gospel

word

 

Tell me when

did we start

turning our backs

on the ones that can

help and proctect

 

And started

welcoming in those

who kill, steal, and

rid us from our world

and laugh in our face

because they have

no care for anyone

 

 Just please tell

me or try to explain

so that I can start

trying to take away

our pain.

 

 

 

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