The Cure for Modern MadnessA Poem by Carl Fraser
Without a cure for modern madness, the world just melts away; Innocents are slaughtered in the name of God, while tender hearts rot and decay. Rich men point fingers to boost the hate, some payoff is their prize; Lies are spun by corrupt Governments, and another homeless child dies. Protests are now laughed at, or they gun them down in shame; Some claim to know a better way, but God doesn't know their name. The cure for modern madness, lives deep within our hearts; To understand the reason we were created, and step up and do our part. © 2009 Carl Fraser |
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2 Reviews Added on January 28, 2009 AuthorCarl FraserKingsville, Ontario, Canada, CanadaAboutI started writing when I was about 13 and its sort of been self therapy for me, I write about life's experiences, good and bad, and also about mysteries i feel god has revealed to me thru those experi.. more..Writing
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