~ Time Is Gracious ~
Saw an infant child-tiny-head wounded,
volunteer-Doctor working on both her-
fractured arm, leg,
Mother-Father lost...
my soul-wept for her as I prayed.
Disease will run wild, frustration fear and hatred too,
burry them all you can the dead together in shallow graves,
though it cruel,
it's a greater justice for the rest.
Time is gracious, merciful-aware,
life precious,
peace-eminent,
love... hopeful... .
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2010
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