<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367812" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>There Must Be Another Way!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dream began... I stood alone<br>Inside a hotel room...<br>Outside the window, bombs were blown, <br>Atomic, I presume.<br>Too late to change, too late to stop, <br>The distant death drew near.<br>More bombs above and then to drop, <br>No place to hide my fear.<br>I looked away, no time to run, <br>No chance that I'd survive.<br>So I stood still, for death had won -<br>No soul would stay alive.<br>The second dream... another place...<br>At home, with family.<br>The midnight hour and more disgrace...<br>More bombs that night to see.<br>Both dreams foretold our worst nightmares. <br>Defenceless day and night! <br>To live on Earth where no-one cares, <br>Yet each side thinks it's right! <br>Some say that World War's on the brink! <br>Destruction's aftermath! <br>How low can Mankind truly sink? <br>Behold our epitaph! <br>Unless God opens up our eyes, <br>Hell-bent we'll surely be! <br>While God alone is truly wise, <br>Our folly's plain to see! <br>Atomic bombs! We must be mad! <br>It's genocide not war! <br>We don't need school to show we're bad! <br>We're rotten to the core! <br>That's why we must be born again... <br>Repent, believe and pray! <br>Before Christ comes, we know not when, <br>THERE MUST BE ANOTHER WAY!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Denis+Martindale">Denis Martindale</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367812" data-title="There Must Be Another Way! de Denis Martindale" data-description="The dream began... I stood alone Inside a hotel room... Outside the window, bombs were blown, Atomic, I presume. Too late to change, too late to stop, The distant death drew near. More bombs above and then to drop, No place to hide my fear. I l..."></div> </div> </div>

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