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[aid] => mick
[title] => nuke itself dead
[time] => 2005-10-03 19:48:37
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[bodytext] => In the year 2005 We praise our various gods to be alive Saluting the stars and stripes as our flag flies In the sooty smog that was once our spacious skies Invincible, we ignore the lessons history provides Yelling silently as the minds of the masses are deranged I meticulously scribble down these hopes and wishes And bury this plead to the world for change I pray for a world where people Can live without the fear of the nuclear holocaust Where violent crimes have become extinct And innocent lives are never lost I pray for a world that can not define Terrorism or crimes of hate Where all governments were tolerant And didn’t mind if you were gay or straight Where human rights are respected Diversity not endured - but celebrated If the future could produce such a world My generation would be elated A world where a child could wake up And not contemplate if he could eat that day Where poverty was just an ugly piece of history Not an issue to cause dismay A world where war did not exist Where patriotism was without bloodshed Where compromise could be reached Without millions of good people dead A world where God was a figure of reverence Not an excuse to hate and slay AIDS was a paragraph in a history book A plague of the past vanquishing no more prey And so I bury this time capsule Hoping it in the future to be read But this is but a fool’s dream, For the world is sure to BAM BOOM POW Nuke itself dead. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 8 [informant] => teenageemogirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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