can't we all just get along
why is askin' for peace all that wrong
must we fight one another
despite differences, we're all brothers
in the last days there will be wars and rumors of wars. you don't need to read the paper or watch the news to see that it is all coming to pass. it's a scary time we're living in.
can't we all just get along
why is askin' for peace all that wrong
must we fight one another
despite differences, we're all brothers
every day, you hear or read about killings. adults aren't the only ones killing...kids are becoming
murderers. does this not shock anyone anymore? i cry for the children, no longer innocent.
can't we all just get along
why is askin' for peace all that wrong
must we fight one another
despite differences, we're all brothers
one's skin color; differences in religious beliefs; differences of opinion; this is why hatred is running rampant throughout the world, not just here in america. it must be stopped, WORLD-WIDE.
can't we all just get along
why is askin' for peace all that wrong
must we fight one another
despite differences, we're all brothers
hatred brought down or damaged buildings and lives on september 11, 2001. it is destroying the middle east. terror must be stopped before it destroys US--the human race.
can't we all just get along
why is askin' for peace all that wrong
must we fight one another
despite differences, we're all brothers
why can't we all just get along
why is askin' for peace all that wrong
why must we fight one another
despite differences, we're all brothers
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I'm praying for peace for the entire world. We've got to start getting along with each other...and I pray it starts with me.
Just as life during the pandemic was color-coded with different hues representing different levels of danger, life in its aftermath has become shaded in similar ways. As a self-styled “Seeker of Beauty with Beauty,” (borrowing from a quote by W.E.B.
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
Nice poem of prayer Karla!!!!!
Sandie Angel :o)