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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required How many more lives? How many more lies? How many more years? How many more tears? How many more times do I have to see images of our future being sent home in a box? How many more tears do I have to shed for the families and spirits that are broken and shattered? Why cant I help them? Why cant we all rise as one and help each other? Why why why? How many more families can go on? Go on without help from our government? How many more times do we have to sit in wonderment,"Why cant I be free? Why cant I break these shackles that wont let me flee? Who is to blame? The ghosts from the past? The killers of the present? or the Demons of future? What did we do so wrong? Did we have faith in a system that failed and got the gong? What did the man at the gates say that got us turned away? What did the past teach us? Where can we go to find our hero? Where can we be free and realize our past is as painful as our present? Where can I go to cry and wish all the planet was dying? Who can we blame? The leaders or the hall of shame? The hall of ghosts that echo our names? The war is outside our door. Let anger ring free and let the guilty hit the floor. Let our frustrations hit an alltime high. To coexist with our gasoline fly-by. Who, What, Where, When, Why? Heed the warnings from the future from the present and the past. For we not know when we will breathe our last breath. Look for help from above. Need not shout out in anger if no answer from above. For those that believe we will always be loved.
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