When

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When will the angels

Come for me?

When will all wars

Cease to be?


When will kindness rule

And hate is no more

When will life be simple?

As it was once before.


I asked these questions

To the Polar Star.

But no answers

Came from afar.


I asked the moon

When will love find me?

Sweep me off my feet.

But it answered not my plea.


Discouraged, I asked the rainbow.

When will they find a cure for cancer?

That took my best friend away.

Alas, again no answer.


I suppose that I'm not worthy

To warrant a reply.

Or they don't have the answers

And they just don't wish to lie.

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