The Bad Summer Daze

poetry

O how many summer mornings shall be filled with anger

When cooperation can be the first solution ?

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O how many summer mid days are filled with joy

While pain exists so deep within our souls ?

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O how many summer evenings drag on in dullness

Without distraction or relief from all the hurt ?

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O how many more days must I wait in the heat

While time continue to pass me by ?