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When we finally get home none of this will matter, All the years spent killing will end in one final battle, Tears locked in bottles will pour out like rain, That is when we will truly obtain, The mysteries of the human race, The times on earth we felt misplaced, The horror of our loved ones never showing genuine embrace, This life will be forgotten, All the years we fought to win, We will be like little children again when it all begins, So why can’t we just listen to the wind and rest assure, That the heavens made rach one of us for so much more, Why do we get stuck in entwining webs, Turning true love into tiny threads, Saying peace then turning away, From everything our mouths do say, Many are emotionally dead inside, Most of us just find it easier to run and hide, But you can’t run too far, For our maker made every star, He knew each trial and knew we would fall, Yet, he still loves us all, Many humans have lived to hate and kill, Longing to have anything to temporarily fill, The voids and constant shame, Opening doors and then pushing the blame, Longing to be right when thry are so very wrong, Saying they are not weak and that they are strong, Holding on to prejudices, poision and fear, While the time of redemtion is drawing near, Instead of holding each other’s hands, Restoring peace to our land, Humility can heal this great Nation, Bring forth comfort, restortion and true revelation, Regardless, someday every knee will bow, Let’s take the time now, To renew our everlasting vows. By: Sabina Nicole