What good may come
From the ashes, dust and dirt
What good may come
From the rubble of brick, wood, iron and stone
What good may come
From the blood of the many fallen
What good may come
From the screams of a mother's anguish
What good may come
From the tears of years of pain
What good may come
From the possession of addiction
What good may come
From the obsession of fear
What good may come
From the silence of the code
What good may come
From the despair of hopelessness
What good may come
From the birth of its children
What good may come
From the death of that same child
What good may come
To build it all, the same way, once again
What good may come?
Written by:
Edward W. Johnson, Jr.
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