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Reconciliation
the storm has come and gone leaving in its wake a nation searching its soul. decent folk pick up the slain from debris strewn streets and lay them to rest in the fields. though the guns have fallen silent spoilers emerge from dark streets stoking ambers of hate, beating war drums they bury their atrocities in waters and hope it washes away into the ocean but no ocean could wash away blood of the slain. brethren come forth bring some comfort to the heart of widows who with vacant eyes grieve inconsolably. brethren come forth bring some comfort to the heart of orphans who with teary eyes gaze emptily. brethren there is a wound in your soul too festering, it burns for healing, brethren there is an emptiness In your soul too lingering, it yearns for forgiveness brethren if you come forth with contrition and tell your story maybe, healing comes tomorrow I see a flame so fragile glowing in the dark it dances softly to the blowing winds of reconciliation for victim and perpetrator.
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