Striving To Find Home
I have often read and seen the goodness of humanity
The nurses, the doctors, the firefighters the EMTs
The good politicians, the police, the writers, the vets,
All striving to keep us alive — helping us reset
Yet there has always been a nightmarish dream
Amongst this positive life’s evolving stream
Existence of the worse of mankinds’ barbaric fiends
Cruel and greedy murderous and needy
Still with a sigh there are others like I
Struggling each day while trying to be kind
A daily fight sifting through our minds
Finding dark coal, sometimes living gold
Sometimes warmth but often grayness and cold
Then arises a vivid blue sky up above the white ocean foam
Striving admist life struggles fighting to find home
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