Poetry
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Somewhere
There's a man somewhere right now, begging for his life.
He might be on his knees, or he might be praying to God,
but one thing is certain, and that's he'd rather be somewhere else.
And you, and me, are in that somewhere else. We are safe.
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