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Hope not
Not many girls grow to ladies
Few boys are growing up to be men
A time of anger, racism and hate
Government grip is frightening
Scratching your head at every weeks end
Raise the gate, let us be
Both eyes are blacked from the nose I bleed
Money brings happiness, pleasure some pain
Broke is deadly, pity and shame
Some people lay dead and somehow revived
They speak of the light, this bright other side
If this light is new birth, reincarnated again
Grab a few nurses and shove me back in
I have contemplated this
I have contemplated this being shoved back in and I'm afraid that once the breath has been experinced, going back in would just lead to drowning. Now as far as the light, this we have experienced. Comes in strong when gratitude is practiced with a changing of the mind. We try to remember that, especially when the going gets tough. We chose love choose love choose love. (We think love is fears opposite. Yet we also recognize it's deep connection with fear. As love and fear seem to go hand in hand. So we continue to chose love any time fear arises. With a nice touch of faith, trust and gratitude) it's helpful. Keeps us enjoying the life more than when we chose to indulge fear too deeply. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, you have a certainly sent my mind into contemplation.
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