Kaila George

You hear the cries of many
As they cry to be free from all that is

The wars of human kind
Lay desolate to our lands
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He lived before my time
His voice unique

His songs so sweet
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It's a never ending cycle
That stems from generation to generation

The small child cringes
As he listens to the parents argue
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The moonbeams glistened in the night
As the stars shone down upon the upturned face
Of an innocent child as she prayed

Silently she whispered
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A child was premature
Only after 24 weeks her mother gave birth
She was only 12 inches long
When she came into this world
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When a child has been told
Never shed a tear

The small child can only
Every bow their head in fear
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She stands upon the shores of time
Contemplating the rhythm of time

She bends slowly like a graceful swan
To dip her hands into the cool essence of life
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Q. Name the four seasons
A. Salt, pepper, mustard and vinegar

Q. Explain one of the processes by which water can be made safe to drink
A. Flirtation makes water safe to drink because it removes large pollutants like grit, sand, dead sheep and canoeists
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The contempt of war
With spewn bodies and limbs

A war cry
A man dies
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He contemplates life
In general who people are
Or what things are
What is it all about?
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The nightshades of hue
Blacken the empty abyss

As the moon hangs low
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We often hope and pray
That our children find the right way

How they think
How they act
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They cannot see
What adults always see?

They cannot understand
That black and white
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I awoke to the sound
Of the birds singing in the morn

As I unzipped my tent
The sight was one to behold
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She was only 23
When she passed away
Just this weekend gone

I remember her
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When I was young
I was a foolish girl

Kept my distance with
Men in general
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Looking through the liquid bottle of shame
often drags ones foot to the grave
is it a fountain of youth...nay
but one that keeps me for every on my toes
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My heart beats
As I watch the moonbeams
Dance in the midnight breeze

I smile softly as I recall a time
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The stars were bright that night

The first time we meet
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My heart as always been an open book
I hide nothing, it's just who I am

But because of certain
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