The Hidden Ds of World's DemocracyA Poem by Lauren Xena CampbellSomething I thought up while walking the dogHonor and trust a passing flirtation, Swept away by the worlds own self exploitation, With endless winds and hurricane seas, Be there a need for a bullet killed society? With every step from the Front gate, Dangers lurks behind our shoulders even more, With every threat on these Sunny Streets, Shall it be safer to risk the blizzard snow pecks? Death the headlines of every calendar weak Destruction with Mother Earths own power Demise the fate of this realms tower Deceased each kid with a gun
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3 Reviews Added on July 25, 2008 Last Updated on August 12, 2008 AuthorLauren Xena CampbellSomewhere on the edge of the imaginationAboutDreams are not made to be broken, but are created in the heart to write destiny! I've always loved making up stories and putting words down onto paper, despite the fact that I only really learnt to.. more..Writing
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