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I hope you don't mind, if the illest words you ever heard, flow through me right about now. Now that you're here. Glad you tuned in. Please turn to God. Listen, I got a vision.

Verse 1:
Ain't it about time that we start livin this life by leadin as examples. (yeah) Before this world that exists ends up rottin to the core by one bad apple.(umm) From my block to Bancock, it's a mighty big world much further than the eye can see.(yeah) That's no excuse for you and I to think what if things still don't afect you and me. The things we don't see. I think we need to recognize.

Chorus:
Who (who) who (oh yea) who who (who you) who who (if you don't recognize). Who (who) who (oh oh) who who (who) who who.

Verse 2:
Yeah you got the crib of ya dreams and you rollin on dubs. But tell me where's the love. (where) You betta rememba, for every picket fence in the suburbs, down the street there's a growin ghetto, on the other side. (yea) And how along the way where did we how did we forget about the children. (oh oh) Maybe that's why we're playin catchup tryna make up for ones we lost over time. (oh failin to realize0 ( oh yea, oh yea)

Chorus:
Who (oh oh) who (who cares) who who (who's gonna lead us) who who (is anybody listening out there) who (it's so who) who (who yea) who who (oh) who who (you gotta understand).

Verse 3:
???, if a bombshell falls (falls). Then the children, and the laughter, the green pastures would come to an end.See the choice (choices we make) we make seals our faith (ooh Lord yea). So glad you tuned in. Hello, is anybody listening out there (oh)... Need some time to breathe (yea). We all need time to breathe, get our thoughts together (yea).

Chorus:
Who (who) who (who) who who (who's gonna care) who who (oh who Lord) who (who) who (who) who who (who) who who (who).

Bridge:
Who's gonna really care, who's gonna take us there, who's gonna change there ways, who's gonna p

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Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse
(please see my blog): 
WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN 

Once drove an old sedan, up north, 
From a place in Sydney to Cairns; 
Then to Kuranda I went forth, 
By train, to look without set plans.

I browsed through the trendy market, 
With fresh fruits of tropical kind; 
Walked to the creek through lush thicket - 
Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.

I dined in a scenic cafe; 
Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, 
Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, 
You go walkabout with your pen.” 

Request or question, I don’t know -
Assured voices, elderly men.
That’s now several years ago, 
And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.

(C) David Franks 2003

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