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dusk arising

peace

 




shall we know peace when she comes
this stranger to our land
will she lay to rest the lost who loved
denied by murdering hands
father the orphaned child
and soothe its ravaged loss
heal the wounds
which seep the pus of vengence
plant seeds of forgiveness
rebuild a faith in trust
feed the hungry mouths
and restore dignity

for tomorrows child is watching