Saturday, March 25, 2006

25) Letting go

Why do I live under this tortured
Many people have already given up
To the enemies and left they cant take
Take what happened to us, daily I think
Why don’t I get out then I remember that
This is my land and my people that I cant ignore
I cant forget, I cant let down, my loyalty is here
Above my birth place I was born some where else
But his is where I was raised, to let go is like
Like letting go of my sole and doming my self
To a life of regret and pain

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