O, if
I had
the
means to make the sacrifices
needed so the troubles of the
world
would
be no
more,
I then
would
be much
happier.
But I
am like
Dr.
Hawkeye
Pierce
in his
night-
mare: no
arms. No
gun, either.
No cash.
I feel so
helpless.
O, if
I had
the
means to make the sacrifices
needed so the troubles of the
world
would
be no
more,
I then
would
be much
happier.
But I
am like
Dr.
Hawkeye
Pierce
in his
night-
mare: no
arms. No
gun, either.
No cash.
I feel so
helpless.