A poem about life.
Wishful
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Passion would flow together across the land,
If we all stood with love, hand in hand,
A show of peace and harmony,
What a beautiful sight that would be.
White, black, yellow, brown and red,
No mixtures of our colors in our head,
All of us as one and in control,
For we all come from one true soul.
We all would march to the demon’s lair,
Expose them all, get back what is fair,
In our hands, our Constitution held,
We would rejoice, the monster felled.
But this is only a dream, hands tied,
One that will probably never come true,
It could happen if we really tried,
Make our world a better place for me and you.
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