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Heal the World

What is the destiny of a Nation?
One Nation, under…. What?
The people calling for change
United for a common voice.
It was thought by some that
Nothing could amend,
The world was set at one pace.

For opportunities ,
To the wounded mothers
of fallen soldiers.
To unsung veterans, left in hell.
And may the helm of a torn document
Glow.
May the bounties of a wealthy nation
Flow.

underdarkness's picture

Heal the World

What is the destiny of a Nation?
One Nation, under…. What?
The people calling for change
United for a common voice.
It was thought by some that
Nothing could amend,
The world was set at one pace.

For opportunities ,
To the wounded mothers
of fallen soldiers.
To unsung veterans, left in hell.
And may the helm of a torn document
Glow.
May the bounties of a wealthy nation
Flow.

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