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O, I still can see

Zealous men in the know

Young enough to feel they

Make a bit of a difference

Actions louder than words

Never mean to offend 

Distant voices I hear

Intimating it's ending

And what of the weak?

Screams and whispers they speak

Love doesn't explain

In the void it remains

Volatile situations appear across the globe

Every child, if not blessed

Sends their hope, God to rest