When the wind blows and chaos come,
Turmoil of nations graze the promise light,
Angry citizens long for its strength be gone,
Hope the calm of silence will embed the night.
Through trees and over high mountains degrees,
The whispering wind they cannot understand.
Messages of tremor claimed the shaking leaves,
Trembling silence, made to take a brief stand.
We have lost the protection of everyone
The wind that blows dreadful nightmares
Cannot be the dream that crosses ocean
On the line of smile sailed embattled fears.
But the peace Godsend means everything,
To have on Earth that kind of solitude,
In ourselves no matter what is happening
We assimilate justice of deeds to find good.
Patience of serenity is kind and sweet
In the realm of spirit, we have been there,
So I will look once more before I speak.
About where I am going to be next year.
If we hope, some wind brings better days
Yours and mine, be refine in heart and soul,
Love is missing before we went our ways,
The world is worse now and out of control.
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Author:
Gerry Legister (Pseudonym) (
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HI GERRY ~ Thanks for a well crafted poem (full of rhyme and rhythm) but with a stark message exemplified in recent days with political ~ racial and civil unrest in France ~ USA ~ Turkey. In the UK we have has a "regime change" but without any real blood being shed ! Brexit is a massive issue but we will weather the storm and Theresa is an able Leader ~ ordained by God ! You suggest in stanzas 4 ~ 5 ~ 6 that God is still Sovereign (and I believe He is !) so perhaps ~ given the extent of the global turmoil ~ the most sensible thing we can do is pray ! Thanks for caring and sharing ~ Yours BRIAN
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