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Born to a time of stress and rigors. Loaded guns with half pulled triggers. Endless days of fear and sorrow. No hope now,No hope tomorrow. Skinheads hating blacks and Jews. Drive-by shootings in the news. Kids at war,for red or blue. Don’t blame them,Blame me,Blame you. Broken home,A deadbeat Dad. ***** Mags or some new fad. T.V. violence,Rock-N-Roll. Darkness tugging at your soul. Someones Daughter,Someones Son. Goes to School and brings a gun! No one saw their pain,their Rage! Dead and wounded,That’s Front page. Babies born then seldom fed. Beaten till they end up Dead! Violent deaths before age two. Parents claim,”We’re Victims Too!” Tough new Laws,New Prisons built. Fight the “War on Drugs”full tilt. All we've gained in years of trying. Countless dead! And still more dying! Some say”God hears,when we pray” But,Kids hear Only”What We Say” It’s not them,It’s me,It’s you. They learn by watching”Things We Do” So,No more games,No politics. No Smoke or Mirrors or Magic Tricks. STOP! And look,It’s time we see. And Listen to their Desperate Plea! All our Children on their Knees. “HELP US,GUIDE US,SOMEONE,PLEASE. Don't ignore, don't blame, don't preach. "They can learn, but we must teach! Written By: Ken Gentry 03-10-2002

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Date: 6/2/2016 12:42:00 AM
Kenneth, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*
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