Monday, 8 August 2011

Poem: Changing Times

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Chocolate, sweets and treats
Falling from the sky
The sound of children’s laughter
Right into the distance
This is how it used to be

Guns, knives and violence
From the hands of teenagers
The sound of victims screams
Right into the distance
This is what it’s turning to be

The time is changing
The sound is changing
The lives are ending

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