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| CHILDREN OF THUNDER |
| Children of Thunder Children of wonder You�re born amid violence Surviving the turbulence Not asking to be born Not asking to be scorned Wise beyond your years You shed secret tears Children of Thunder You�re lives torn asunder Home has few or too many rules Then there�s guns at school How many know your pain? How many think you insane? You�re yesterday�s sorrow Reflects in your tomorrow. Children of Thunder Children of wonder With lives torn asunder And left to wander What does your future hold? An empty world or maybe inner gold. Copyright �2002 Kenna Marie Clayton |
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