The world is a horrible place at times.......hard to believe things have gotten this way
Wars being waged
How can this be?
My child is growing up
And all I can think of is....what horrors lay ahead of him
I wish I could go back to the good ole days
But then again we used to look back on yesterday and call that
Hard times
Hell in a hand basket
Leaving home to serve and protect
Only to come back in a casket
They protest at your burial
I wish sometimes the apocalypse would just be brought on.......I can't bare to see this world we live in get any worse
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