Get Your Premium Membership

May 3: Separation Day

Separation Day: From Ashes to Unity Upon this day, the third day of May, hills recall their pain, When flames and fury swept across the land, Yet through the smoke, our prayers did remain - A hope for peace that violence could not brand. The morning’s grief, the silence of the fields, The shattered homes, the sanctuaries burned, Yet from the ashes, unity now yields A strength the foe had never truly learned. O Zohnathlâk, tribals of the hills, Stand firm, though chaos seeks to break your will; Let not the taunts nor flags bring forth chills, For unity is armor, calm and still. May God, who saw our sorrow and our scars, Guide us to freedom, healing from these wars. © 2025 Pastor Emmanuel Serto

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 5/8/2025 5:40:00 AM
I was praying tonight for the peace of all brothers and sisters across the world, peace for everyone, war is terrible.
Login to Reply

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry