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by *Charisma* Jun 19, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
If the world had a front porch, I think I'd rather stay inside. Shut the windows, close the curtains Lock the doors behind which I hide. A box of Kleenex and first aid kit Should help me survive the view Of people killing people Innocent ones like me and you I'd shrivel under the covers When sick ones go walking by With AIDS and Hepatitis. Just by breathing, I could die. I'd need a bag of groceries To give when I pass the children Who have swollen bellies of nothing And look more like bone and skin. My cellphone should be handy. I know I'll see plenty of crime. Murders, Theivery, Kidnapping The news tells me all the time. I swear if I ever have to leave I'll wear a bulletproof vest, And a mask so I breathe safely On that dangerous quest. If we truly took a look out there At this painful, gruesome view Oh, if the world had a front porch You'd be hiding somewhere too.