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THIS IS A RANDOM POEM


Each and every day
I hear what the world does say
I hear the cries for the dead
As well as those of little children, who hurt their head
I see what all refuse to see
I see the dark cloud coming toward me.
I see the pain
I see the fear
I see all of those hidden tears
But I do wonder why
Why do the adults refuse to see,
The wrongness of the war
Bombs and guns just bring despair
The two are quite a dangerous pair
They cause death
They cause sorrow
With them, what hope is there for tomorrow
I miss the joy and love thats been replaced
With all this sorrow and all this hate.