Sing, Smile, Shake Hands
The air with tension filled
Cries, shouts, so shrill
Anger, spleen, venomous rage
All this, scourge of the age
Into this bleak scene
a song of joy insert
Smile, shake hands with your brother
no matter he be mean
Light and Love will stir in him
~ nevermore inert
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023
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