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The Tears Of Our Children
In the depth of today,
In the thought of yesterday,
Where do we stand in times movement?
In the past we look at pain,
In the future we look in the eyes of what shall cause us pain.
Yet we stand were we are waiting, waiting for something, anything.
In the suffering of our war,
In the tears of our children who want more,
We have so much that could loose, so much we could pay with.
In the wondering of our ancestors,
In the mind of those who we shall enter,
We are eternity, we are immortality.
In the light of today,
In the light of yesterday,
We are who we are.
poem
by
Bethany Maxwell
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