As I See Orange....
I notice attempts to fulfill those needs
Of protecting kids with safety measures.
Back then, the only concerns were nosebleeds.
Why must I still see these tear-stained pictures,
And how these victims are only fakers?
Because everyone has to give lectures.
Everyone's got answers for lawmakers
And the question for Uncle Sam’s deceased:
Who’s the gatekeeper of the peacemakers?
As for me, I choose to enjoy this peace,
Not the one you fill, but the one you feel.
No man or woman knows when it will cease.
So before it becomes a time to heal,
I'll enjoy the momentary silence.
This poem is about:
My country
Our world
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