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| 503. Without A Dream Where does one go without a dream With no desire to strive for things to be? How does a boat steer without a rudder When cast adrift far out at sea? Do roads that have no purpose Lead to destinations that don’t exist? Can a thought have any meaning If its reason for being does not persist? A mind can be a fertile vessel If nurtured and grown with care Why do we overlook those less fortunate Pretending that they aren’t there We beat our chests to profess our glory Sports and movies are regarded so high We turn our backs on our children Crime is rising yet we wonder why So stop the trend that is now growing Give pause to see what we’ve done All children deserve to be just children Experiencing life and all its fun |
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