There is light ahead so far
No glimmer do I see
With all the talk of hatred
Of our own humanity.
Where is hope in life so far
A hint of ancient prayer
Whispers wail across the deserts
Wind chimes singing in the air.
Parchment of dry land so far
A drop of water beg
As tears rain a hundred-fold
On the journey of the dead.
Share my death with pain so far
Walking well-trodden paths
Lights I see ahead but shows
A nation of misplaced wrath.
Theresa M.
Sad.. poignant.. oh Kindness & decency where are you? Please come back
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