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An old man sat upon a log, gazing out into the desolate land.
A young boy walked up; and asked if he could sit, and was taken by the hand.
He asked of many things, like what are birds, did they really fly?
What is grass; you said there once were rivers somewhere nearby.
How did you build the kite that flies above your door?
But the most important question was; what is war?
The old man looked out across the desolated land.
A tear fell from his eye;; and then he began to speak.
He spoke of days gone by; when birds flew and filled the air with song.
He spoke of green grass, clear water and animals that drank right out of the old dried up creak.
He looked across the distant sands; that once he had called his home.
Then the terror came; destruction from something gone terribly wrong!
He spoke of many things that day, as he held onto that hand.
He spoke of why the earth was now nothing; but red sand.
As he spoke of the terrible sights, he saw on that last day.
He looked down and saw; the hand he held was his very own.
He then looked up to the sky, with nothing left to say.
He closed his eyes ever so tightly, and then he passed away.
An old man sits on a log looking across the sand.
All you hear him say is Daddy, why?
Arthur Irving 14, 02, 1998, ®©

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Watzup from a fellow South African I couldn't help but notice your fav movie is boondock saints... that movie freakin rocked! All time fav for sure

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hey haven't heard from you in a while

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Can you drawing more please... I wanna see more things again! Something maccabre... I don't know what... But something you like... Please answer...
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can u write????????