Liber8 Forum My poem on the system

Mister President   Excuse my Mr President, I don't mean to pry But how can you just sit, while normal people die Did you daddy hurt you? Were you forced and lost your virtue? Or do you just not care? Are you deaf to hear? The cries of Mothers dying An the voice of Fathers lying The sound of children crying Is this your lullaby? So excuse me Mr President I do not mean to pry But look at all this mess Does it make you cry?