Treasure Island

DAVID GERARDINO

(9/19/1963)

WHEN THE RICH GAVE TO THE POOR87


WHILE i was praying, all the
gangs killed and raped who ever
they found.
WHILE i was praying, all the
children were crying for food,
and a way out of the flood.
WHILE i was praying, all the
puppets gave some money just
to make them selves look good.
WHILE I WAS PRAYING, I SAW
A MERACLE, FOR THE FIRST TIME
THE RICH GOT ALONG WITH THE
POOR.

Submitted: Sunday, September 11, 2005
Edited: Monday, September 12, 2005

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  • David Gerardino (9/13/2005 10:28:00 AM)

    MY GRANDFATHER, told me a long time ago that peaple will work together during a war, after the war is over, every one goes back to where they live, or their comfort zone i should say, and never talk again, that my grand father would say is the real truth...................... (Report) Reply

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