A Call to Arms

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    A Call to Arms

    Life is a horrible thing to waste
    That sentence, I wish I could copy and paste
    All of the world should know
    We should tell them, and not lay low

    I am but a tired young poet
    But wouldn't you know it
    I can make a difference to
    And if we work together, then so can you

    Brothers and sisters I ask you tonight
    Can we please come together and unite
    The Evil in this world, we can trample
    If only we lead by a pure example

    Let us learn to love, not hate
    Then maybe all will appreciate.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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