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Before the War

little boy sittin at home good little boy said his prayers all alone just before he said amen he thought to ask his question again when is daddy commin home? when is daddy commin home? amen nobody, put him on their shoulder's anymore he used to climb on daddies back when he had'em on the floor everything that daddies did his daddy did and more just to play with the son he verily did adore in his heart the little boy grew the vicious fact that he could not ignore that a home without a daddy is the home of the poor why can't God just end all wars why can't daddies talk with other daddies and try to end this war why can't daddies come home and be what they was before why can't daddies be what they was before the war

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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