Home is not what it once was, Where there were walls, There are now deep holes, Where there once were houses, Is where they drop bombs. *** A playground bully, Elevated to a position of power, Taking his petty hatred, Out on the average person, Children, Fathers and Mothers. *** Home is supposed to be safe, Where friends will visit, And family will call, Not somewhere to be scared, Of the next bomb that falls.
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