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Dec 02, 2009
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On a Cold and Lonely Sidewalk
On a cold and lonely sidewalk on the other side of town
Walks a broken man in a broke and tired town
The plants are slowly dying people are quite down
On a cold and lonely sidewalk on the other side of town
Where once the skies were always sunny and tears they seldom fell
Now this city is quite lowly, quiet, cold, and bare
Because of doubt
Most of the little children of this world will soon be locked out
The town once stood so proud and tall
Believed in liberty they did and justice for all
Separated they them self's from evils both great and small
They did what must had be done
They pulled out the big gun
Did as they were taught to do
To protect their rights and their children's too
As the frigid atomic snow flakes fall they fall on all
For this town now stands alone the very last of its kind
As night she has come to call
For one more night of liberty they did it
It was a very high price to be paid
But, willingly these little broken children would pay
They paid and they push that God awful button
They pushed it for one and all
To bring the peace that once they knew
They would sacrifice themselves and everyone else too
Proudly they would press and silently they would pray
Their hope and faith was upon their God that day
This we now see to be true they did what they did
For liberty, justice, and the pursuit of it all
For the evil of their world it must have died
The snow it has stopped falling and the sky has returned to blue
The world is now their garden and their little children's too
by
Sinbad the Sailor Man
Walks a broken man in a broke and tired town
The plants are slowly dying people are quite down
On a cold and lonely sidewalk on the other side of town
Where once the skies were always sunny and tears they seldom fell
Now this city is quite lowly, quiet, cold, and bare
Because of doubt
Most of the little children of this world will soon be locked out
The town once stood so proud and tall
Believed in liberty they did and justice for all
Separated they them self's from evils both great and small
They did what must had be done
They pulled out the big gun
Did as they were taught to do
To protect their rights and their children's too
As the frigid atomic snow flakes fall they fall on all
For this town now stands alone the very last of its kind
As night she has come to call
For one more night of liberty they did it
It was a very high price to be paid
But, willingly these little broken children would pay
They paid and they push that God awful button
They pushed it for one and all
To bring the peace that once they knew
They would sacrifice themselves and everyone else too
Proudly they would press and silently they would pray
Their hope and faith was upon their God that day
This we now see to be true they did what they did
For liberty, justice, and the pursuit of it all
For the evil of their world it must have died
The snow it has stopped falling and the sky has returned to blue
The world is now their garden and their little children's too
by
Sinbad the Sailor Man
— Sinbadthesailorman, Dec 02, 2009
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Kailashana
16 years 6 months ago
Silent
Sinbadthesailorman
16 years 6 months ago
Thank you for the read
Kailashana
16 years 6 months ago
Donnie, your poem evoked
Sinbadthesailorman
16 years 6 months ago
Had to surf the net to Referance Rachel Carson