WHEN LIFE MEANS TO LIVE

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In a far away land
when happiness means to laugh and smile.

And when hurting means tears.

When family means living under one roof.

I wish a child will never beg for food.

No more family will take shelter from abandon buildings.

That fathers need not have to make a living out of killing innocent people.

That community will once again regard the importance of life, family and neighborhood.

That each one again will be seen for what they can contribute, and not on what they cannot.