Saturday, March 12, 2005

Like Fish in a Barrel

Mothers dont you cry
Your beloved students are coming home
Bags on backs and fear in eyes
The future has been secured

Fathers dont be sad
Your children have learned everything
And we have not had
To take it all from them

But they see
The future plain as day
Shown are we
To be the way
Overside and underway
Ours is victory

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