Will They Win?
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Sandra Feldman
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On the crest
Of a wave
The Surfer sped,
Hoping
To get ahead
Of Life's
Bitter game.
At the end
Of a Pen,
The Poet
Wrote,
Words of love
That were
Ignored.
As Stupid Men,
Kept up
The bad fight
Lying, abusing
Killing all Kindness
With all their might,
Spreading Evil
And Fright!
Taking away dignity,
Life and pride,
Love of Country,
Planting, divide.
Think about it!
And you?
Will you let them
Win.
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