Honoring Global Oneness
In this now troubled world, man’s hope falls,
as dire need for peace remains unsettled
even besieged: and awakening voices roar,
to soothe nights of delirium, of alarm…
While I , a mere mortal among all races
flame my hands, writing about indigent children,
terrorism, heinous crimes which scar beings---
beyond these, my heart weeps when egregious
plunder of nature inflicts the environ!
Though nations mediate, the obtuse reasoning
of leaders consecrate their holy gifts as ego
those masks guileful as puppetry to obscure avarice…
For the deepening of collective oneness resides
in a delicate yet brave spirit, perhaps unseen--
faith’s light enkindling this hunger for unity
maybe, laying global discord to rest.
8/30/2019
For John Hamilton's Eight word challenge 9 Contest
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2019
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