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Our Youth

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Julie
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0 posted 09-17-99 06:50 PM       View Profile for Julie   Email Julie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Julie

What happened to our youth, so young?
Killing each other with a rifle, a gun!
They all blame the others,
Good Grief, where are their Mothers!
I was raised with weapons in my house,
the artillery stayed or it was our rouse.
My heart aches for all
involved with a child who put up a wall,
A teen who hangs at the mall.
Not making a call,just alone, without a dad.
A silent cry, "Help me Mom, I'm bad."
We all must pay attention,
to those children always in detention.
Not one should pass us by,
for if we do many will cry;
"Why didn't we try?"
If you say-I don't have time,
at least give others your dime.
With your donations,
prevent a robbery at a gas station.

It's up to you what you do,
"It was Who?"


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Julie
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..."to thine own self be true."
>William Shakespeare



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hoot_owl_rn
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Thought provoking

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"In the depths of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer" ~Albert Camus
Julie
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2 posted 09-18-99 06:14 PM       View Profile for Julie   Email Julie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Julie

Thanks Hoot. When I hear about a tragedy of
a killing or someone badly injured due to
another, I find myself wondering about
the perpetrator, how they end up doing such
unreal acts of violence. How they get past
not being recognized for someone that needs
help.

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Julie
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..."to thine own self be true."
>William Shakespeare


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