Teach me to believe,
Although my eyes they do deceive,
When everywhere I see,
Urban decay,
A city wasting away,
Children slinging drugs,
More innocents lying in a pool of blood,
Houses,
Where families could live,
Being torn down,
To be replaced by a parking lot,
Where it the sense in all this?
Where is the reasoning?
Where, I ask,
Is the humanity,
The compassion,
Where,
oh where is common sense,
Does it lie in past tense,
Or is there still hope,
Please teach me to to believe,
That there is promise amongst all the rubble,
Homeless under the bridge,
Sharing a bottle,
Please teach me to be believe
That we still as people stand a chance,
Or has humanity,
Taken it's last bow,
Taken it's last dance..
pdr 8/18/15
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