No We Cannot Fix It
Written August 26, 2009.
No one can predidct the future.
Open your ears and listen.
We might be able to work it out.
Exactly we might be able to work to.
Control your temper
and we might.
No more getting mad.
No more yelling fits.
Open your eyes and watch
that it might be possible.
For if we do that
it might be saved.
X-ray my heart and look
into it to see if it might mend.
Though we may never know.
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