One day I was watching in some remote part of the world the wind gently blowing the dust in
their mist.
One day I was watching in some remote part of the world with fury the winds destroyed all
their dreams
One day I was watching in some remote part of the world the gentle rain washing away sickness and germs
One day I was watching in some remote part of the world the rain pounding and drowning them
instead
One day I was watching in some remote part of the world the earth explosive lava burning all
to hell
One day I was watching in some remote part of the world the aluminating light once more
filtering in, shaking the earth under their feet, burying thousands no place to flee
One day in some remote part of the world they'll be watching us getting down on our knees
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One day I was watching in some remote part of the world the wind gently blowing the dust in
their mist.
One day I was watching
Sometimes, I must confess
As I breathe in the scent of your skin
As you trace the curve of my hips
As we hold each other tightly
and
Watching peoples faces
as they pass me by,
Why do some look so sad,
i ask myself why.
Maybe they are hurting,
Maybe they just
by Dea
THE MELTING POT
Stirrers of the Melting Pot
driving the foreign to the rim,
to protect the old brew-
exposed to perish we clung
Because I see what he does
as her back is toward him
and her eyes are focused on the flashing numbers ahead.
His thoughts
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