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When Will It End? (The Murrah Bombing)
I saw the dust filled streets
on t.v. today,
Tears filled my eyes as I
began to pray.
What evil person did this
to those children,
Did they not realize that
murder is a sin.
I felt the earth shake that
dreadful day,
I listened to the news and
what they had to say.
Someone had just blew up
the Murrah building,
Through the streets of dust
I couldn't see a thing.
People running scared of
another,
Looking for their sister,
thier wife and brother.
I watched as they carried
each victim out one by one,
I wept as I heard someone
say "What is going on!"
Oklahoma changed forever
on that dreadful day,
And I learnt to bend my
knee and pray.
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