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Hell On Earth

Hell On Earth

I look out my window, death is everywhere

To my north an old man was stabbed to death

To my south forests are burned and cut

To my east children are starving

To my west a government is committing genocide

Our yesterday this all happened

Our today it continued

Our future......it will never stop

This is our reality to the human beings who keep their eyes open

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Michael Walston

Thank you Cherie! Yes this world is full of bitter, nasty people and actions but I always do stay positive and always look on the bright side. God has a reason we must live in a world like this before going off to Heave or Hell. I always make the most of it.

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Valerie Beasley...

Michael!  The concept of LOVE for our has grown cold on the earth…compassion has become an extinct commodity.  Iniquity spreads like wildfire!  Excellent write!

val

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Michael Walston

Thank you Valerie! Yes I do believe compassion is running out but hopefully one day it will return.

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