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Fresh Water

Our vision must be accurate We must see it for what it is Social illness is not the cause In truth it is the symptom If this is accurate then it follows No illness may be cured by passing a law Would we pass a law against cancer? Only by addressing the cause shall we cure When you deny the foundation And bolster the roof The structure shall fall History is proof Ask a builder he’ll tell the truth It is always the feet Which give society balance? Sadness, sadness they refuse to listen And when told they refuse to listen They refuse to listen America the land of the free Twenty percent in poverty The answer to this in history Oh _oh Hold on it going to be a rough ride

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/9/2011 7:48:00 AM
Oh Gregory....what can I say? Your poem was beautiful and made me think about living water. What is truth ~does it ever die? Anyway a nation that forgets it's poor will not prosper. Nice poem. Jeff
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Date: 1/9/2011 7:31:00 AM
Strong powerful write my friend, with so much truth to be heard....Michael
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