Poetry

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From Eternity where we came;will there be lanes there just the same,and in
our youth some of us grew up without a boot,that's the truth;have our
poor World gone very sour,an awful lot of People's hunted,shunted,from 
pillar to post they are quite lost;am living here below very fortunate i know,
their Leaders seem like Jack the Boot,may God forgive our own lack,GOD'S
TRUTH gets a smack in the face or we all know what in the back;Pray,
hope, trust it must surely be a must,to save us all from Power's Lust, and
save everybody's from some leader's Hellish Thirst,my pen's ink
cannot hear while People are dying over there,God us Hope until our own
dying day,may He send the Heartless need we guess,or say Amen we Pray
again to-day.
Joe.

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