To achieve it, many have tried and all have failed.
Like breaks in the relentless wind, a flame of hope attempts to light
Only to be blown away again, the mountain that remains unscaled.
Kings, Pharaohs, Presidents, Ministers, all have buckled in the fight;
Swept away by the infinite gale of our own sorrow.
Our Nature's and Hope's quarrel over the fate of tomorrow,
While the relentless wind blow, the waters surge into a tumultuous tidal wave,
Threatening to wash away any trace of goodness still bleeding from the cracks of a crumbling Earth,
Overspilling with greed, spurring forth fear and hate to shake even the forgotten graves,
Buried under the landslides of chaos, their journey to death beginning at birth,
A sea of tears, a sky of darkened prayers, a land of ebbing love
Duty entrusted to the hands of a few perishes like a wilting rose
Art is made by the nestled roots and stems, not the ravaging storms above
Like breaks in the relentless wind, a flame of hope attempts to light
A single candle floating upon a sea of tears, under a sky of darkened prayers, where the day is night
A shifting world of life and death
Where the visionaries live to take their final breaths
Pockets of embers, surrounded only by ashes
And justice, like lightning, appears only in flashes
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That last line says it all in our present world. Good write.
Thank you Gold!
My friend you have done it again and again
Words from my heart that never get played
Inspirationaly as always please keep it up
The change is here, it's in our words 😉
And it's up to us to bring it out, thank you Dan!
great poem 🙂
"And justice, like lightning, appears only in flashes" is brilliant
thanks for sharing / caring
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