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For My Daughter
Surviving growing up in these United States
I watch the news and it scares me.
Too many children killed on my TV.
Too many young lives ended before they really began.
Too much pain, too much sin.
Well, death cannot have what I created.
I made her for love not to be cremated.
She is made from hope, she need live in peace.
This war against our future ends now, let it cease.
It's a war, yes, it is and it’s civil in its nature.
It’s America killing American kids.
That is neighbor against neighbor.
We didn’t need an outside invader.
Apparently, we are our own agitator.
Truly this crap does not make sense.
We fight to have more -
Then destroy our own shit!
I love Americans, but we are falling apart.
It is not smart to kill off your new start.
So real Momma’s stand up!
Let the whole world know.
Real Daddy’s, take a stand,
let your anger show!