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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The bus pulls out for morning routes on empty streets as the cops rouse up the homeless on the sidewalks sound asleep and it’s no surprise. A world away one soldier makes his father proud as the bullets rip the air he calls his Savior’s name out loud and it’s no surprise. When one man makes his fortune while a million more go hungry with the layoffs and payoffs in the name of god and Country singing “Glory Hallelujah!” we go marching on never asking why we don’t hear the angels sing when freedom rings. Asylum in disorder migrants brave the night they caravan to borders asking “Who will save a life?” and it’s no surprise. We barricade the classrooms with a wall of hands between the bully and the gunman our kids don’t stand a chance and it’s no surprise. When one man makes his fortune while a million more go hungry with the layoffs and payoffs in the name of god and Country singing “Glory Hallelujah!” we go marching on never asking why we don’t hear the angels sing when freedom rings. (I’ve heard them say how much they love this land. Tell me again the progress that we’ve made?) My sister called me crying when my mother passed away then the bankers hired their lawyers to collect on bills unpaid. So someone tell my brothers that I won’t be coming home there’s no love lost between us since I struck out on my own singing “Glory Hallelujah!” boys it’s no surprise men like you and I we don’t hear the angels sing don’t ask me why we don’t hear the angels sing when freedom rings.
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