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ANGELS COME, ANGELS GO

Angels come and Angels go
and though we never see them,
They whisper in our ear,
if only we would listen.

No more war, no more hunger,
homeless or even illness,
No more anger, the world
would be less a mess.

So stop and listen,
and then take heed.
Listen carefully and 
do their deed.

Fight if you must
hunger, homeless, and illness,
Anger and the clean
up this world, this mess.

They whisper in your ear
if only you would listen.
Angels come, Angels go
we never, never see them.


2-19-1999


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