Incongruous
Drawn into a war that was not our choice,
we’re compelled to play the cards as they fall,
for although we wish all speak in one voice,
if swords need to be drawn as of fate's call,
aligned with righteousness, we must stand tall.
Thus playing out our life role, as ordained,
following path of truth, our soul's unstained
but we yet wish it did not come to this,
since love in our heart is deeply ingrained,
thus in midst of battle, we effuse bliss.
03-November-2022
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