2009
The sun smiles back as I glance upon it’s beams of allurement
only nature can bring me such torment
to see things as beautiful as a sunrise
but wars wage on and the helpless belong to their silent cries
there will always be a sunrise and sunset
but people do not know what they have done yet
continuing on with lives of comfort and regret.
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