(Entry for This Acrostic or That Acrostic Poetry Contest, submitted August 7, 2024 - Third Place)
Perhaps there are times when we should pay close attention. Each day I look and sense growing apprehension. An uneasy tension grows in the collective mind. Can we please go back to when things were not so maligned? Eventually, the pendulum has to shift So that we are reminded that life is still the most precious gift. Please Lord, bring peace and drive away the gathering storm. Every day, let us hear Your words of love to help us transform, And calm down the tempests; make the world safe and less forlorn. Kindness and mercy are in short supply it seems, Especially now we need Your serene message while following our dreams. Reassure us with Your words, and in this crazy world feel free to intervene!
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