On a Sunday Morning

August 24, 2008
By Tabatha Powers, Interlachen, FL

On a Sunday Morning
Screams fill the room
See the sea of people
We're slaves to be free
Discrimination now on both sides
The payment silenced the masses
As their leader falls to the ground
No time for mourning
Expecting no return
On a Sunday Morning

The author's comments:
Writting became one of my biggest hobbies after the daeth of a very close friend of mine

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