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vincent armone

Rookie (1/24/70 / Brooklyn)

Blood diamonds


Blood diamonds red not clear
stained with too many innocent tears
children plucked from there homes
to fight in a war not there own

Blood diamonds
for these mom and dad died
there sisters raped
should diamonds hold for them
such terrible fate

Blood diamonds
limbs are sliced off
but they dont kill the childern
because they would be better off

Blood diamonds
Now you know were they come from
and we let this happen
what have we become

Walking around wearing all our bling
people died getting them
does that not mean a thing

Blood diamonds
god help us all
because I will never look at my rings
the same way anymore.

Submitted: Saturday, April 14, 2007
Edited: Monday, February 14, 2011

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  • Rookie - 58 Points Brian Jani (6/20/2014 3:40:00 PM)

    I wish the oppression of man by man would end one day, and the issue of blood diamond makes it even worse (Report) Reply

  • Rookie JoAnn McGrath (4/14/2007 5:09:00 PM)

    You definitely make one stop and think on this one vinnie..........
    You pick topics that people have such apathy for.......great write : O) (Report) Reply

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