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violent people in the street
beggers crawling around you feet
all the people in the world
cannot make it go away
cannot make it go away
cannot make the night turn day

silhouettes among the sky
un-holy bombs make people cry
all the metal and the oil
create disaster for us all
create disaster for us all
create the basis for a war

[Kendall]

I think if I knew what the 'beat' to that was meant to be, I would like it a lot more. It seems like a song to me, although I do like the words "silhouettes among the sky , un-holy bombs make people cry". Yeah, I like that quite a bit. Good job. I would like to see some more poems.

[Avalive]

Poem supposes to say something. Your poem does. Good.