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Slow Pulse

The pulse stops beating, Slowly at first The heart starts weeping For it has lost its thirst For life, as it is today The World has gone mad And many people Have lost the will to stay In a world full of trouble and pain Mainly caused by man What did we have to gain I don't think this was God's plan With so many in the World, We will never get perfect peace, Is it too much to expect? For HUMAN BEINGS to release Their emotions And bottle up their grief, Because they think there's nothing To give their hearts and souls relief. The pulse of life slows down, When all goes to pot Warmongers have gone crazy And completely lost the plot, What they don't seem to realise Or if they do, they do not care, There is a strong possibility Our world will not exist out there.

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Victor Buhagiar

Date: 3/14/2023 1:59:00 AM

A world of confusion and wishful thinking of dome Utopia.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 3/13/2023 7:16:00 PM

Do you ever feel as if you are removed from today's world, just hovering on the periphery? That's how I feel... Moving on, gw

Gershon Wolf
Date: 3/14/2023 7:50:00 PM

Thanks for the pep talk, Coach!

Shirley Hawkins
Date: 3/13/2023 8:28:00 PM

I don't understand today's world, Gershon So much has changed, not all for the better. I doubt my private thoughts as, like many other things, I don't know if I can trust them. I agree wholeheartedly with your comment. I don't feel I am part of todays world, maybe a very sad observer. Keep your chin up, Gershon and put on some Nat King Cole music. I will do the same. Blessings, Shirley

Yann Rolland

Date: 3/13/2023 6:34:00 PM

i agree, we are too many people on Earth, lot of roblems are linked to surpopulation, thanks for the relevant poem, i appreciate yann