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When I sit down to watch the news.

I sit there and wait,

For A little bit of good news,

But maybe I'm to late.

I hear about the shootings,

Of another's life.

They were someones love,

Daughter,son,husband,father,mother,

Or wife.

My heart crys out,I feel thier pain,

What's happened to our towns.So much unhappiness,despair.

No laughter ,just frowns.

Just take a moment to reflect.

What life used to be,

It consisted of a Mom and Dad.

And a baby made a family.

There was love in the house,

Morals and rules to follow.

But somehow that all broke down,

Now life is so hollow.

No standards no meanings,

For which one must strive.

Just an emptiness inside,trying to survive.

Oh please my fellow human beings,

Get back to the straight and narrow,

Measure life with love and respect.That for you ,

There will be a tomorrow.