Children, I yearn forgiveness <br />for my supposition <br />i thought no harm in neglect <br />or abused position <br /> <br />Children, there won't be a home <br />there won't be an america to escape to <br />i thought no harm in sleeping in the rain <br />or letting old dogs die so the new would bite <br /> <br />children <br />there won't be an america to escape to <br />in all the world, they want for peace <br />america was the homestead <br /> <br />children <br />there won't be an america to escape to <br />there will only be one world to escape from <br />one america to run from <br />one big godless form <br /> <br />children<br /><br />Annie Cordelia Adams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-won-t-be-an-america/
