| When they look out through the clouds When they look out through the sky Does a normal person look? Is it normal people that cry? When they look out through the night When they look out through the stars Does a normal person wonder? About life behind bars? When they look out through the ocean When they look out through the sea Does a normal person react? Like I would if it were me? When they think about Heaven When they think about Hell Does a normal person become scared? Is it normal to sell? These all deserve the question stamp These all create an unpredictable ramp There are so many other than me So many differences that we all see But there are always opinions and there are always lies So it's day by day until the body dies Who controls the soul, who leads the way? Has it paid off? Remembering to pray? |
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| I've been trying to think of a good word that describes this poem... Wow doesn't quite do it. Amazing's an understatement. How about Wowzering? Truely, 'If They Remember' is a great, fantastic, amazering, wowzering poem. |
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