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I awoke with a start and looked all around I found nothing stirring, to go with the sound I looked through my window, ugly with bars I look toward the sky, without any stars Sleep had left me, through the darkness I stared Left my mind wonder, as much as I dared I remember sthe times when there was no fear No need for protection, when someone came near I remember , but vaguely a prayer in the school Was his name God? or am I just a fool There was also a flag and a pledge of support That also disappeared, with the help of the court There's that sound again, it seems outside "AH" it's good I know , to be inside His voice I can hear"Let in, please help me" " I've been stabbed in the back, Someone ,please help me" You're a fool ,my man you cry on deaf ears No one helps anyone, for years and years Now , it's quiet outside, he must be dead To go outside at night, he was crazy in the head Who does one turn to,at a time like now When to exist is a problem, of just plain how There must be someone, far or near to this sod "AH Yes, now I remember IT'S GOD," ..... "GOD" ....."GOD" Michael Christopher Daly Aug. 1955

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