The Cold Grey Light of Dawn
The cold grey dawn bleeds forth again
As I seek comfort calling out to heaven
Then each day as it withers on the bough
Leaves us in silence wondering how
The world can be so cruel
Even when you follow the rules
Will truth be revealed for all to see
Be thankful a servant for what will be.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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