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Wondering About Tomorrow

faceless faces that conform evil hands history's born rage of one controls all knees are bent before the fall master's whip scourges flesh tangled arms lies confess trains are filled bodies crushed guilty verdict truth is rushed hollow lives in a hollow world death is granted conscience curled hell is cold desolate space hating will embrace disgrace never speak or conjugate your life they must devaluate bow your head to their demand your questions they don't understand you're not like them a different skin same God made you, you're not kin ignorance now a crop in the field farmers of hate await their yield insanity forms in the mind of man from anger's seed tilled in the land my span of life I've seen sorrow I wonder aloud for tomorrow 5/23/17

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Date: 5/23/2017 4:21:00 PM
"All in all, we're all just bricks in the wall" Love the poem, Frederic. Great choice!
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Frederic Parker
Date: 5/23/2017 4:24:00 PM
how are you my friend, hope all is well..glad you are back

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