World In Conflict

wave me a light in midst of gloom, boundless your mercy, give me room, candle I light for you with hope, oh! please my Lord, throw us a rope! world is torn asunder by hate, evil rides the stallion called fate, devil is master, none can cope, oh, please my lord, throw us a rope! innocents die ere they can smile, their mother’s besides in a pile, those who survive, there is no scope, oh, please my lord, throw us a rope! you created us in few days, can resolve this in quicker ways, show us light, in darkness we grope, oh, please my lord, throw us a rope! Premier contest winner 7 Written 26/10/2023 8 syllables each line with rhyming couplets with the last line repeated. Regina Macintosh sponsored October’s story contest this October is not celebration for many