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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I know all things begin and end in eternity, There have always been visitors, I’ve seen them, haven’t you? It’s scary how we treat them, But would they treat us any differently? Leaving the lights of LA way behind, I’m heading for the blue remembered hills. I don’t want to go back, I've got everything here. But when I look around, I see That the only thing that I haven’t got Is my freedom. Look back to how it should and should not be, Stacks of Gold teeth and glasses and clothes. A history in pictures overflowing with grief, One mistake and your life is over, Just like the one armed man shovelling snow. And still no sign of the red coat, Listen to everything that she said. Then shoot her in the head for being right. They’ll take you from your homes, And fill the ghettos with your kind. You might as well be dead, If they leave you there behind. There’s no where left to hide, And you don’t know who you can trust. So many people dying, A river of blood mixed with the dust. How heavy does your heart feel? To watch the senseless waste of life. Covering your ears and holding your breath, As the sound of a thousand feet run by, Trying to be invisible. When all the hiding places have been taken, Tears are not enough It will only make it worse. The man with the gun in his hand Playing Russian roulette with your lives. One day I know he might shoot me Secrets are something that I can’t hide. The more I see, the more I fear, I look through him, hoping that he does not see me. Sometimes it’s not wise to know too much, The more I see, the more I cry. To be drunk with all this power, Is not the same as being insane. I hide when I can, but I can’t hide away forever.
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