Why?
# 8 November 28 2003
Sometimes life is tragic!
It seams full of woe!
Why I went to war?
Today I don’t know?
We know now, and understand,
There’s been a line drawn
In the sand, As life,
Goes quickly past, Like
The sand in an hour glass!
It seams the one’s who? Profess
To care, are really the one’s
Who? Have no idea, Do as WE
Say! Not as We do, We think
There’s something wrong with You!
John Bird
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