in life if we don't make waves
will we be guilty of letting bullies
thieves freely commit crimes
how can we surf waves
of rightous termoil
if we never rise stand
to risk defend
the weak the innocent
being exploited
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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