In a World of Beauty, Why am I Uneasy
I step outside, a world of beauty greets me
landscaped gardens, lush leaves on each tree
Yet my stomach feels so queasy
a vague sense of doom leaves me uneasy...
Sans freedom of speech, life is hell
afraid to break a single eggshell
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2024
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