Woodrow W. Edwards, Jr. Poems

The Plight Of America's Finest

The Soldier, a forgiving soul.
The substance of an ancient mold.
Though over worked and under paid,
their loyalty remains unscathed.... more »


Why can't we all learn to love one another?
Why is this world filled with hate?
Why should it matter one's race, creed or color?
In the end we'll all reach the same fate.... more »

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