It's Called Race For A Reason, by Shine-On Subscribe to rss feed for Shine-On 

A never ending race
In which the people run
Living Lives deteriorate
Until their lives are lost

The Flag waved green 
Feared long ago
And still
Within our souls

Fear that causes
Such great incline
To attack 
Our brothers known

They say Rest In Peace
With peace not made?
Rest at mind
For fear will fade.
Posted: 2009-01-05 04:53:40 UTC
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2009-01-16 16:02:19ray!
oooh, i really like it

2009-01-20 22:47:57SMILING DARKNESS
The words and arrangement of this seems so professional and sophisticated. I really like this one. You are good