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A peaceful world can only come from peaceful people.
So the beginnings of World Peace lie within each of us.

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Thatís all in the past now.
Sorry
For the Lonely
Of purposed death
Governments change .....
I hear the wind in the dead of night
Albert Goes to Heaven
Radio God Is On the Air
Poetry
For the Lonely
Because not everyone fits in

Its not that Iím depressed,
Or even feeling blue,
Itís just that Iím a stranger,
In this homo sapien zoo.

It runs on fine without me,
As I sit here on my own,
Where despite the many people,
I feel so much alone.

I might be just a shadow,
That others barely see,
Or just another browning leaf,
That falls from the tree.

At times they show indulgence,
Though only to be polite,
The world marches ever on,
And most avert their sight.

I could I sípose march with them,
And fake complicity,
Like a boy beside the soldiers,
And fake alacrity.

Itís not that Iím depressed,
Or even feeling blue,
I just dont seem to fit,
In the world of Ďmeí and Ďyouí

Perhaps Iím just depressed,
When all is said and done,
Down and out, just for laughs,
A victim just for fun,

But if i had my say in it,
Iíd rather be on top,
Cresting all the waves of life,
With a drive that will not stop.

Its not that Iím depressed,
Or even feeling blue,
Itís just that Iím a stranger,
In this homo sapien zoo.

Copyright 2007 Chris


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