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Still



The guns keep  on firing the rockets still come

The smoke from the fires still block out the sun

The children still screaming the mothers still cry

A word full of war where the innocent 
Still die

The  government point fingers and  still say
We are not to blame 

You all make excuses but your all still 
The same
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace