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What would it take,

to finally find peace?

How many hands would have to join?

To finally feel safe among the streets,

to rid the madness inside our homes?



Why do we judge, critique, and complain?

Of someone not our colour, a different race?



If we could all run together,

set aside our beliefs,

we could march together

upon the streets.



We could accomplish so much,

if we shifted our goals.

Instead of animosity,

helped someone find a home.



What would it take?

I fear I'll never know.

But my hand is held out

for you to hold.