Love

There are things
I don’t understand
Why some people live
And the innocent die–/

Where pain and death
Are a daily ride
For children and women
Who deserve a good life–/

And I just stand here
And wonder why
When all the good
Seems to all have died–/

We wander in circles
Looking for the answer
Instead of gathering wise men
And searching the heavens–/

Who among us has given his life
That the poorest may live
A good and proper life–/

Who would be willing
Who would understand
Love conquers all
Even the hate
In this land

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