Now, just imagine. While you were doing this exercise, someone took their last breath and someone took their first.
I find this entire world mind boggling!
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Hungry rooms in an empty school. Sharp canines; water dripping On slippery, sloppy floors. Red windows, blue shadows A silence clung to the door. Heavy locks that protect no one, But ghosts of empty laughter Caught in an almost echo.
Nations fall apart Boundaries are etched over homes and hearts. Rocks with no names suddenly have an identity Soil from the earth becomes a part of age-old clarion calls. Trees older than humanity stand strong They have braved storms and wars Only to be forgotten by literate minds of words Intellect, that is often clouded, more often than the grey sky of the proud. We have changed colours, brothers, sisters All in the name of love. But my love is a seed, somewhere deep beneath Buried in the soil beyond lines of difference. It is waiting, as am I. For a day that will never come.