We Wait
For ashen skies to
Drift and greet the sun
For time to turn this
Turmoil to tranquility
As gifted abilities
Go to waste
We wait for walls to
Fall but they will stand
Unbroken as long as
Goals remain unspoken
We wait for peace
To magically evolve
Like childhood dreams
And it clearly seems
That we have lost our way
© Mish
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This is so sadly true!!
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Hubby and I were just talking this week about how our faith in all things has been eroded over the decades of our lives. And yet we continue to hope and reach out to others.
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I love the mournful quality of this. So many great internal rhymes and cross-thoughts. Excellent.
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