' ' ' 'blood red and running down©

All God's children
every girl and boy,
sent from heaven
should be crying tears of joy.
Instead blood runs from their eyes
for love has been replaced,
by hate with a clever disguise
from wounds of the human race.
As deep as the rose
that feeds from the ground,
the children's hunger grows
and they're starving all around!
Copyright ©2007~S@L~

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