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The Riches War

Today is the last Sunday. Of all of the things considered, God can't save us now! Of all these blood wars, Fight to death life. The rich rage war, While the poor suffer. All the fathers and sons lost forever. All they do is look down, Laugh, and point who's next? Not caring of the struggling families Of this nation. The truth is that there is blood on the money, We could fight back? We need to hold on! A bloody bullet to our backs, yet this Is just a metaphor to the millions. No sun will shine with the sky blood red, millions dead. Nothing Said! Just keep sending dead bodies to the war. Thanks for nothing!

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Anonymous said…
Don't you just love what America has turned itself in to?

As much as I look forward to growing up, I'm terrified of what my future consists of.
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Anywho, glad to see you're posting again.
March 24, 2009 at 1:45 AM
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