A New World Order
Make all of those hearts that are filled with hate,
be forced to hibernate and reappear
after seventeen years..
They could get it right or remain
out of sight in the dirt they could persevere.
Just like a cicada, we would say see you later,
until their hearts became soft and dear..
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2023
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