November 18
November 18
The earth is troubled and soon will break
We did it to our selves, take, take, take
Not worried about the effects,
Till the day it may break
Our future lies in our hands
But now it may be too late.
Our past mistakes were not my mistakes,
But I have to live in others troubled ways.
The world is in chaos!
Lies, Sex, TV all the same
No one realizing the effect till it’s too late
Our children always unsafe
To have to worry, should not be the case
We struggle each day to hear the deaths.
We tremble when someone is not there
Technology has succeeded but,
We lost it to our children
Trying to connect we struggle
There trust varies
Always to struggle
Therapy can help
But, the lord my savior can, and will change
Lies will soon leave, the connection, will be wanted
TV will soon be appropriate
The children will soon help
Reaching the lives on loved ones
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