Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Monday, March 16, 2015
Friday, March 6, 2015
The cries
I hear so many parents cries out for justice the sounds of freedom
I hear the cries of children longing to be home
this isn't the American dream
when are pipping apart families
God has hear the cries it's time for change time for justice to rain down on those whom
brake the law
and lie and hide behind a thrown of false truths
the house of cards is going to come crashing down on you
the American people have spoken we are demand fair treatment of our children we demand our rights to matter
our children are the hope for are future and if we suffer them to an ill hands
to let be stolen what will our futures be ........
I hear the cries of children longing to be home
this isn't the American dream
when are pipping apart families
God has hear the cries it's time for change time for justice to rain down on those whom
brake the law
and lie and hide behind a thrown of false truths
the house of cards is going to come crashing down on you
the American people have spoken we are demand fair treatment of our children we demand our rights to matter
our children are the hope for are future and if we suffer them to an ill hands
to let be stolen what will our futures be ........
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Bravest warriors
Bravest warriors
Be brave my little’s the world can be a scary place
I want to tell you that life is fair but I would be lying I kills me to see you learn the cold hard
Truth of the world at an early age
Your days should be filled with kisses and dress up making and building forts
dancing and singing
art and puppets reading and playing and learning and growing
Your dreams to reach the stars
Now your dreams are to be returned
Yet your cries go unheard
I pray to god to answer them because u are missing your family u are suffering
And heartbroken
And your childhood has been taken from you
Your days will once more be filled with sunshine and laughter
Childhood should not be something u recover from
childhood is a short window of wonder and make believe to be loved and carefree
you should not have to worry or cry your self to sleep
mama bear is so proud of you my Bravest warriors
Be brave my little’s the world can be a scary place
I want to tell you that life is fair but I would be lying I kills me to see you learn the cold hard
Truth of the world at an early age
Your days should be filled with kisses and dress up making and building forts
dancing and singing
art and puppets reading and playing and learning and growing
Your dreams to reach the stars
Now your dreams are to be returned
Yet your cries go unheard
I pray to god to answer them because u are missing your family u are suffering
And heartbroken
And your childhood has been taken from you
Your days will once more be filled with sunshine and laughter
Childhood should not be something u recover from
childhood is a short window of wonder and make believe to be loved and carefree
you should not have to worry or cry your self to sleep
mama bear is so proud of you my Bravest warriors
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