My Nephew

looking outside,
my nephews shooting his gun.
looking outside,
he's having so much fun.
to be young again,
riding a bike or even to run.
to be young again,
it was all so much fun.

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Alley Of Hope

Pint sized allies,
A hidden agenda for which I drink.
A home away from home,
a place to think.
when I drink I roam,
leaving everything I know
back at home.
Homesick from alcohol,
to late to call
so why not just roam,
until I find my home.

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Children Of Hunger

Waves of sound,
as the children look around.
Hope is needed,
no food to be found.
tears wet there lips,
as food arrives from the ships.
fighting to live,
to much trouble and greed,
to lazy to give,
water sucked out of weeds.
fighting to live.
no child deserve this,
please help,
help these children live.

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Modern Slavery

Slavery comes from the stables of darkness,
creating efficient funds,
free labor,
a business without kindness,
calling it free favors,
making money off the helpless,
songs being sung,
telling you which way to go,
an escape route.
soon to be war,
becoming equal,
fighting to settle the score,
freedom soon to be reigned,
a time for change,
still fighting for freedom today,
a new way,
for better days,
to become equal,
to become enlightened by one another,
as freedom of life calls you name,

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