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Seen

I�ve seen broken windows that are more beautiful than the ones that are whole
I�ve seen flowers wither from neglect
And words murder without an act
I�ve seen widows clutching pictures
And husbands clutching throats
I�ve seen mothers cry for freedom
And children cry for warmth
Ive seen smoke signals swirl in the dim alleys
I�ve seen sensitivity armored by hard lead slates
I�ve seen emptiness swallowed on thin paper plates
I�ve seen dust as as a play toy
And poison served at bars
I�ve seen little girls laughing at the girl with big scars
I�ve seen sparkles in red eyes
And smiles with missing teeth
I�ve seen the world for what it is and yet
This little life, I wouldn�t trade for a thing