Hope
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it's now or maybe never - where's Elvis when we need him?
I’ve felt the stir of resolution
to throw off careless greed.
I’ve heard the soothing voice of reason,
long thought to be extinct.
So pound your plowshares into words,
turn your anger into votes.
Let’s march together towards sanity,
reclaiming fragile future’s hope.
Copyright © Anais Vionet | Year Posted 2020
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