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Unforgiving World.....

The tired and the hungry the broken and the poor shattered...all but scattered a home without a door South of the equator exploited and ignored squatters live in squalor engrossed in civil war Socially maladjusted cruel dictators heavy hand forcing many across their borders beyond their birthing lands Parents weep,their children cry knowing these little ones must rely but try as they try,and try as they must unforgiving world,for them turned to dust......

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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