IS THIS THE TIME
"the mountains that had to be climbed are still standing
one man could never hold them up
the oceans and seas still rage with uncertainty
the voice that quiets them has ascended
we no longer find the need to cry everyday displaying eyes red and sore
happiness isn't brought at a fast pace
our children we will forever tell of the bad and danger
for they will have children who will need to know
staring out the window, peep thru doorways, looking beyond the stranger
our guard do we let it down, is this the time"
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