As the Days Goes By
As the days goes by,
I sit and wonder why people die
I try not to cry as I watch the birds fly.
I open my eyes to see the sky, as I make a stand , I pray and ask God to help me understand.
As the days goes by, I walk around without a frown
And take a look at the town.
I see people with a glow
As I begin to look below
I look down and wonder why
The day has pass me by.
Ivory Green 2009
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