Riffing
Religions try
People cry
Fear abounds
A wife wails in the night
Trying to pick up the fragments of her life
Like so many pieces of glass embedded in carpet
Men preach
People listen
Hoping to find a magic solution
To the problems of life
Only to realize that dreams
Will only happen if they have
Open minds
Clear eyes
Pure hearts
Copyright © Julia Brown Badr | Year Posted 2017
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