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How

God I'm calling your name, because the world we're  living  in is burning in flames. So many tears in this world because so many of us are dying for change.  So many broken arrows flying in every direction, shot by blind archers with nowhere to  aim.  Children with no where to run to, are running to gangs.  World governments don't  care. Lies fleeing their mouths all for political gain.  Morals has no place here, in a world where most only chase money and fame.  Drug dealers dealing death  in the streets and they  call it the game. How can we have hope when no hope remains.  How can our future see a way out, when their world vision is stained, How can we have a happy future.  When all we do is feed it our pain.  How can we spread  love when we keep it in chains. How can we enjoy beautiful rainbows if we only live in the rain. How can the world, become a better place if  we  remain the same.
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