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Fear Not

Who made us begin this game we call life?
why should i feel im held by the throat with a knife?
Could i kill the man who enslaved us all?
live freely or will this confine us all
will these walls ever be knocked down ?
will the violence really ever be controlled ?
I think not, lennon imagines all the people
Imagine the ones that are dead
killed innocently by our so called justice system
which is based on violence, no peace no peace!
is our grave the only resting of peace allowed in this sad state of america
whose to blame for this crisis only ourselves
For not standing for what we believe
There is no fight for the ones who fear
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
Statements made joyously

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