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Selenay · 01-30-2010, 01:09 AM

He was her only child, her baby boy
She was his second daughter, a father's pride and joy.
Somebody's mother, brother, best friend, sister, lover
Maybe an A-1 student running, hiding, taking cover. . .

People say, "Not in this neighborhood!
It doesn't happen here!
Our kids have everything,
What do we have to fear?"
But what about the ones who say, "This happens every day;
Drugs and violence take our children.
How much more death can come our way?"

Don't you know?
Some bullets find their targets
Bombs can take you right on cue
Some in the hands of babies
Or officials and their crew
Claimed the brother had a gun
She fit the profile in my book
Running, hiding, taking cover, didn't take the time to look
Somebody's mother, brother, best friend, sister, lover. . .

The women gather crying tears that fill a million oceans
It doesn't matter where you're living.

01-30-2010, 01:09 AM	#74
Selenay Member How Do You Identify?: A soul for a compass and a heart for a pair of wings. Preferred Pronoun?: All I ask of living is to have no chains on me. Relationship Status: All I own are the strides I spend to the finish line. Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Somewhere in between here and gone. Posts: 662 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 110 Thanked 1,450 Times in 370 Posts Rep Power: 6344714	oh man i'm RIDONCULOUSLY excited to go see them in March He was her only child, her baby boy She was his second daughter, a father's pride and joy. Somebody's mother, brother, best friend, sister, lover Maybe an A-1 student running, hiding, taking cover. . . People say, "Not in this neighborhood! It doesn't happen here! Our kids have everything, What do we have to fear?" But what about the ones who say, "This happens every day; Drugs and violence take our children. How much more death can come our way?" Don't you know? Some bullets find their targets Bombs can take you right on cue Some in the hands of babies Or officials and their crew Claimed the brother had a gun She fit the profile in my book Running, hiding, taking cover, didn't take the time to look Somebody's mother, brother, best friend, sister, lover. . . The women gather crying tears that fill a million oceans It doesn't matter where you're living. __________________ Two or three things I know for sure, And one is that I would rather go naked Than wear the coat the world has made for me.